It's Like a Disease

Is it too early to start obsessing, I mean thinking, about my birthday? Marc is painting a picture for me and I am so excited!

He told me he didn't want to be in the picture but he's so cute when he's painting me a present that I just sort of sneaked him in there.

Just so I don't forget, I also want some lovely stained glass stars for my kitchen window...

and I've wanted the sketchers since WAY before the Super bowel. But now I want them even more.

Awhile ago TAMN did a post on how lame it is to post about what you want on your blog. Forgive me, I have a birthday illness.