What a weekend, I am just exhausted. I can’t keep up with the three-year-olds like I used to, they’re just a wilder crew than I remember. At least the kids were polite and let Knox blow out his own birthday candles. So much couldn’t be said my 3rd birthday…
On my 3rd birthday my red headed next-door-neighbor “Mel” who everyone in my neighborhood thought was my boyfriend, (which trust me he never was) pulled a sneak attack on me and blew out my candles right during the middle of “happy birthday to…” and cue Mel to blow out my candles. And then all hell broke loose. I absolutely lost my shit, I started screaming and wailing and throwing my tiny little hands manically into the air like I had just seen my entire family murdered in front of me. I might as well have because I was absolutely devastated. And I should add we have this all on video camera.
Luckily my mom went into damage control and simply lit the candles again. Second time around I think I blew out the candles only half way into the first verse. I wasn’t about to wait around to be made a fool of twice at my own party. Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice and I’ll scalp the red hair right off your head, Melvin Crosby!
*names have not been changed so I hope Mel is not reading.
Here’s a crappy Polaroid of me on my 3rd birthday. You can tell by my grandpa’s face he’s only just begun singing “happy birthday,” but I was clearly in the ready position. And excuse the bright flash mark, let’s just call it part of the old world charm.
But anyway, clearly I’m not entirely over that situation so let’s get back to the weekend. We spent Friday night at my sister’s house celebrating Knox’s birthday at the “family party.”
And Saturday morning was spent at Knox’s “kid party.”
I was a little tired…
But then I had a Capri Sun and managed to pull myself together. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, Capri Suns don’t satisfy anyone. Those little packets need to hold at least three times more juice. At least. Let’s just make them into forty ouncers already.
I got back to Chicago late afternoon on Sunday just in time before the next polar vertex moved in. Rumor is it feels like -45 outside. So that should be fun. I’m at that point where I feel like summer never even happened. It just seems like a mythical faraway time that was too good to ever really be real. Drinking wine on the patio? Is that really a thing? Going outside without wearing pants under my pants and socks under my socks? Does that really exist? Bring back, summer. Please, Mother Nature I am begging you.
And now because I’m depressed thinking about how winter has at least three more grueling months I’m going to completely change beats and talk about something that makes me happy. Want to know what all of these outfits have in common?
The dress, the scarf, the amazing sweaters, they’re all from one place: Roe Boulevard. Roe Blvd is a hidden online gem that only seems to increase my sweater addiction. I own at least five chunky sweaters from this store and I live in all of them. And see that boyfriend maxi dress above? That’s pretty much my go-to outfit.
I just ordered the Sophia Sweater below and next on my list is the crochet sweater vest in the middle.
And when I finally decide to stop hibernating in my house here’s a few of the going out styles I am going to scoop up.
What I love most about Roe Boulevard is the quality of their items. One might say I’m kind of hard on my clothes because I’m always doing something. I’m either walking miles in the city or rolling on the floor at improv class or bombing on stage at a comedy club, so I need something that is going to hold up. And Roe does just that.
The lovely stylists at Roe Boulevard are even offering a $10 off code with no minimum purchase! Just enter the code: BLVD10 at check out to redeem the code. And did I mention their shipping is incredibly fast? Happy shopping!
The nerve of some kids. I would have made a very childish effort, which is sort of appropriate when you're a child, to blow out the candles on Mel's birthday cake every year there after. Knox's birthday cake looks so cute. And I do really love your maxi dress, it looks adorable.
That would have been a much better idea!
I'm picturing Kristen Wig as Dooneese waving around tiny hands hahaha
I think you should find Melvin and offer him the opportunity to make a public apology (via the blog obvs)
Oh how I love Dooneese.
and that's why in about two years, 3 year olds are sent to obedience school/kindergarten and taught how to function in society without being a douche.
I can think of a lot of people who need to go to non-douche school again.
Pants under pants and socks under socks– I hear ya. haha it's the sad reality of this vortex!
It's just so bad…
I agree, I don't even remember what summer feels like! But, at least we now know how fun it is to live in Antarctica..except that it is actually warmer there.
I think it's warmer everywhere today except Chicago…
I am so ready for summer & I have never heard of this store…I am going to have to check it out next!
40 ouncer capri suns? I second that!
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What a jerk. Never blow out someone elses candles! And I totally agree with the Capri Sun thing.. they're just too small!
I wore two pairs of pants and socks today + 3 jackets…. the tough life we have here in Arkansas! haha… but really, I was standing outside for 4 hours, I had to layer up!
Oh my , I would have attempted to kill that kid who blow my candles .Birthday cakes are a personal thing!
i would go ape shit if someone blew out my candles… even at my ripe old age of 27. also you are super fashionable. it's almost not fair.
bahhaa. Seriously though, I would have shoved that girl's face right in to the cake.
I cannot believe it is seriously that cold. I grew up in that mess, but now it's hard to even imagine what that feels like. 30 degrees here and I've got a parka on.
Ohhhh how fast we adjust.
Names haven't been changed so I hope Mel is not reading HAHAHA I died.
xo Denise
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I just about died laughing thinking of you loosing your shit after the candle debacle. I was waiting for something to have happened at Knox' party like a kid blowing out his candles for him and you handling it for him. That would be a sight to see. I love oversized sweaters. I am still trying to figure out a way to wear them all summer in the Texas heat.
This post made me smile and laugh a little…………thank you for that I needed to read a post that made me feel happy today