Not to be confused with a PHFT, which is the sound you make when someone says something preposterous.
Last weekend, Zeke and I went "home-" back to our teeny tiny hometown where both sets of our folks live.
My mom threw me a surprise birthday party (not on my birthday, which was part of the surprise), complete with presents and cupcakes and streamers and my little nephew and his "Happy Birthday"-"Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" mash up.
And the next day, my mother-in-law came over, got me in the car, and took me to a salon.
I'm not really one for salons. I get my hair cut at the Walmart once every six months or so. But she decided it was time for me to get some pampering in, so I got an actual hair cut and then got my nails done.
I'm a terrible nailbiter and I didn't know about the manicure thing, so I didn't have any nails to get done... so I got acrylics. They're kind of weird, but I actually like them, and they make my hands look so pretty!
Despite all the birthday festivities that were planned unbeknownst to me, the purpose of the trip was to make a ton of Christmas cookies, which we did get around to eventually.
Molasses cookie dough. So, so happy.
Zeke's been wanting to trade in one of our couches and put a recliner in its place for a couple of months now.
I went to a ladies' group meeting on Monday, and came home to a changed living room.
And, because he's tall and the recliner wasn't...
Hunky Husband Life Hack.
Zeke's been battling a bit of a sore throat lately...
... this was the little pile he made from dumping his pockets out last night.
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