Dude hangout time. I ordered 2 large pizzas with 3 different meat toppings, stocked the fridge with PBR and left the men to do whatever it is they do for a few hours.
When I came home, they were watching Dave Chappelle on YouTube.
J's been quite the chef lately. Male-friendly cookbooks were a hit this year.
He's already put them to good use, too. Chicken and dumplings with vegetables. So very good.
We documented the day with pictures in the mirror. Bloggery chic at it's best.
Peanut butter nutella bars in lieu of a cake. Great decision. They might've made the birthday boy cuss.
I think that's a good sign.
That night, we went to our favorite comedy club.
When we came home, J requested I do cupcake hands and pretty feet a la Toddlers & Tiaras.
And because I will act a fool to make him laugh, I obliged.
It was his birthday, afterall.
His one birthday hint? Some good gin.
I found a manly looking double jigger and a cool cocktail book to compliment his wish.
I think J's 32nd year is off to a great start.
Cupcake hands and pretty feet as proof, I certainly love that man.