Wrangler Dani

The last couple of years, on my birthday, I’ve blogged about everything I learned that year. This weekend, however, was too full for any of that introspective activity, so I’m just going to give it to you in pictures.

We planned a Progressive Dinner in Ladera with our Young Couples group at our church… which after three houses and much food turned into a poker night. The other wives went home to bed… and I crashed on Rocky and Jennifer’s couch (we only had one car for the two of us) until 2:30 IN THE MORNING. It was intense. Adam and Jon were in a stand-off for the last hour, so more poker nights are in my future, I can tell.

THEN, the next day (Saturday, the day before my birthday) Adam told me we were doing something, although he wouldn’t tell me what. We drove off to breakfast, and who should show up but our cousins Brent, Kim and 18-month-old Asher, and my BFF Donna! What a sneaky fellow my fellow is. I wish that someone had taken a picture of my face because I’m sure you would all love it and I would be very embarrassed. AFTER a delicious and delightful breakfast with people I love, we drive off again… this time to….

We visited three wineries and tried to discover “luscious notes of apricot” “deep sense of humidor” and “earthy, pungent flavors of leather and coffee”. We were somewhat successful, but our attempts at class only go so far, since out of all the pineappley, earthy, cigar-y, high-classy wines we COULD have bought, this was our choice:

Also, Temecula has a downtown, complete with Christmas-y twinkle lights. Can you say “best birthday surprise ever’? And “gosh my hubby knows me well”?

On my actual birthday, Sunday, (no, the litany of spoiled-ness is not over) we went here:

No, not Disneyland, but an art festival in downtown Laguna Beach. Where, if you must know, they put SPRINKLES on their hot cocoa:

Also, yes, those are carolers in the background, yes I was so spoiled this year, yes sprinkles in cocoa should always be in style. Happy 27 to me!