the big surprise. or not.

I guess I'm into a habit of blogging once a week. Let's break that shall we? All last week I had this idea that I was going to build up anticipation for a present that Mr. B got me. I even told my Sister, I have a huge surprise to blog about!

Yeah..about that. It's now a week later.

Drumrollllllllllll. Everybody clap your hands! Clap! Clap! Clap ya hands!
I have an excuse for this behavior. It's called Monday.

Anyway, I was laying on the couch watching a really important reality tv show getting dumber by the minute and Mr. B runs in wanting me to come out to the garage. I get up off the couch (this is important to note) and he guides me to the kitchen door..

Gol, are you on the edge of your seat yet!?

TADA! A sewing machine! Mr. B got me a sewing machine!

He's sew cute. Get it?

I've been wanting one for some time now. Telling him that I can turn into this crafty person who makes crafty cakes and has crafternoons.

Stay tuned for all that jazz.

Today I'm wearing my husbands favorite shirt of mine. Its a guaranteed hug/kiss/swift tap on the bum. We're keepin' it real.

The second picture is to point out that Mr. B likes hot sauce on everything. Including his eggs.

And I can't believe that I didn't take a picture of my sweet friends baby shower yesterday. It was a great time. Except the fact that it made me miss my Mom somethin' severe. Then I cried to Mr. B about missing my family and that I hate that I can't just run down the street when I need to borrow some butter or sugar.

Because butter and sugar make everything taste better.

In other news? I'm making hamballs tonight.