goodbye twenty-two

 a lovely autumn morning spent walking the pups and sipping pumpkin spice white hot chocolate.

Ally and I spent the evening watching Vamp Di. 

I'm determined to hook her on it. 

How could you not love it with costumes like this...

and this...

I think I've turned another one folks.

Tomorrow is my birthday and stuff...

I celebrated a little early with a bavarian cream empanada

and a pedi with olive green OPI.

I also listened to this, just pondering the last year.

twenty-two was a good one.

In fact, I don't think anyone can top last year's birthday,

especially when it's a husband-less one.

But twenty-three sounds like a good age. 

Mature.. but young. 

Wish my husband was here. Lame.

Oh well, I guess Damon and Stephen will have to do.