For the record, I am not pregnant (Mother!). It's just all that party planning and pasta.

Betwixt a birthday, a rocket launch, a baptism, and a super hero invasion, this year's Mother's Day celebration of a nap and shrimp pasta was relegated to a close 5th place. And that is totally fine be me. I really needed that nap AND that carbo load.
Actually I think I need at least six more naps and four more unseemly, huge bowls of pasta before I should expose any of you to further blogging on my part. So I'll see you after I digest and wake up.

You're welcome.
{Space makes some people look really happy . . . and bright.}

{The star that wouldn't die, and the bat that did.}

1 comment:

Rainee said...

I love your pictures :) Looks like fun!

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