Yesterday I turned 25.
All in all it was a pretty good day. Besides having a sick little one, we had a good day. Actually, I did some shopping and that made it a GREAT day.
There is something you should know about me. I love to shop. Something else you should know is that I am totally and completely, incurably- CHEAP. I cannot bring myself to pay full price for anything. ANYTHING. I haven't always been that way, but boy am I now.
So for my birthday, Charles gave me a gift card for a massage :) The big debate there is, prenatal, or postnatal massage???
He also gave me some money to buy furniture for the nursery. I have been needing to get a dresser, so I can unpack her boxes of clothes... and I really want a comfy chair for those late nights.
Anyway, he came home early from work and we headed to Ikea to get the dresser I have had my eye on for a while. I'd searched craigslist for weeks trying to find it second hand, but to no avail. At my doctor's appointment this week, he said he doesn't think I'll make it to my due date. That got me thinking... I better get some sort of nursery set up soon! So I decided to bite the bullet and buy the dresser new, from Ikea.
First of all, NEVER take a sick 2 year old to Ikea thinking you will just make it quick. You might want to die before the trip ends. As I was taking Abigail to the car, she was screaming and crying and trying to tell me through wails, "Mommy, Abi's sad! Abi sad!" As if I didn't gather that bit of info.
Back to the story- right before we checked out, I decided to run over and check the "As-is" section. They sell furniture as-is that they have used on display or that has scratches or different minor defects. Sure enough, there it was. The exact dresser that I wanted, for 50% off. A few scratches on the top, but I planned on putting a changing pad over the top anyway. PERFECT. I was stoked. Not that I got the dresser... but that I got it for half the price.
Then, in true ghetto Texan style... we strapped that bad boy to the roof of our car with twine and the help of a man who spoke no english. This is where the night started getting really entertaining. First, as they tried to get the fully assembled dresser into our sedan, with a carseat in it. Then as they strapped it down to the top.
It got even better when Charles went to open his door to get in, and realized that he had twined the door shut, with the window down. I loved the looks of the people in the car parked next to us when he climbed through the window. I drove home so that Charles could "hold on" to the dresser out the window.
Ok, yeah... I asked him if he really thought he could hold on to the dresser with one arm going 50 mph. He informed me, he had a really good grip.
As we were pulling out of the parking lot, Charles told me about 90 billion times to take it easy because it wasn't on very well and that actually, he'd be surprised if it didn't end up on the highway.
Well, we made it to about a mile from our house without any hiccups, and then Charles just about jumped out the window as he said, "WOAH!! We are loosing it, it just slipped back about 2 inches." He opened up the sun roof and readjusted it for the last little bit of our drive, and we made it safely to our driveway.
All thanks to my He-Man.
Like I said, it was a great birthday. I failed to mention that it has actually been a week long celebration. We got to have my parents, sister, and nephew here to celebrate last weekend. I LOVED having them here. And to top it all off, we have the best birthday present EVER, tonight.
We are going to dinner with one of my very best friends who I have not seen in almost 4 years. Stay tuned for more about that.