#237 It’s my party.

So after a perfectly normal Wednesday, after a perfectly normal church meeting, we walked in the door at 6:30 to a surprise birthday party just for me! My sweet Benny boy has been planning this for weeks, even sent out a secret facebook event invitation to all of our friends and I had NO clue. I walked in and the kitchen was decorated in honor of my most favorite season of all — fall. Everywhere. Pumpkins and apples and caramel and chili and ranch stew, but best of all were seeing ALL of my sweet friends’ faces here just to wish me happy birthday (even though it’s not actually for 5 more days, on Monday the 30th). Even Joe, my high school buddy who took me to my junior prom was here and I haven’t seen him in at least 5 years. My heart is overflowing with love for these people, and most of all, for Ben who is always thinking of ways to make me feel special.

I don’t really care for cake, so Ben made me a Rice Krispies Treat cake with candles. I love this.

There was a singalong. Big Ben busted out the Conway.