Last week I was super bummed that I had to work allll day on Matthew's birthday. I still wanted him to know I was thinking of him though, so I decided to surprise him by decorating a little bit.
Obviously I wasn't expecting it to turn out like that picture because I was decorating a crappy apartment instead of a wedding reception, but I think you understand how it looked in my head. (Although I do admit to choosing an extra classy photo for contrast.) I quickly learned that quality balloon garlands don't just happen in a matter of a couple hours.
Although when it comes to me, I'm not so sure quality balloon garlands happen at all. He laughed when he came home to find me on the floor, struggling to manage my static-y/tangle-y mess, and you can imagine how grateful I was when he left to go get us some ice cream (buying enough time for me to throw my shenanigans on the ceiling).
Obviously this is not how I intended them to look, but I think he appreciated the gesture, even though we had to nickname our living room the octopus baby cave.
Complete with caressing of the "eggs" just like mama octopi do with theirs.
(So I might have made him watch one too many nature documentaries)
That Sunday there were birthday dinners to be had in honor of Matthew AND my little brother. Problem was, they were in separate towns - so we went to go see our touchy Fealys before eating with our Creepy Crawleys, and enjoyed a nice Sunday drive along the way. Today we are back at the old grind and actually loving it! Hopefully the rest of the week continues to be a productive one :)