31.

Oh the beauty of growing up. I enjoy it more than I thought possible. Something so liberating about it and something so sanctifying and humbling about knowing you know just a little less than you thought you should at "such and such age."

Yesterday I became 31.  We are also 31 weeks along.

My parents hosted a small group of friends last night, most of whom I have lived with.  I can't tell you the blessings that have come from these women (and many, many more).  They are those people that see me as God sees me and love me such.  I even got the most beautiful flowers from lovely, Britney (if you need a wedding planner, she is your gal).

Husband told me the men were literally talking about super-heros and watching youtube videos of men flying...I love men being men.

Oh, and my girlfriends got me the high-gloss black Hunter boots!!!!  If any of you know me, you know that I only buy MAX one pair of shoes a year (not my thing).  So this is a huge blessing!!!! And the little cable socks to go in them and a pedicure!  In case you are wondering...it is now very hard to reach my toes-and for that matter, even see them.

And the friends and parents blessed me with amazing clothes (to fit the ever expanding "not-so-wee" one), a new purse, balloons, jewelry (some handcrafted) and...the most amazing popcorn maker!  Sorry, husband...it is just sooooo cute!  

Comfy. Super-comfy.

Cable knit-socks-over boots= Lovely.

See what I mean?

Off to the beach for an evening away with the handsome man I call my fantastic husband.

I hope you all are doing swell this time of year!

xoxo, Anna N