Another Trip Around the Sun

I just typed this entire post and POOF, it disappeared. I am giving Blogger the middle finger so hard right now.

Anyhoodle, the gist of the post was something like this:

Yesterday was my birthday, and, to say that I was spoiled would be an understatement. Hugh kicked off the spoilage with a gift so cleverly wrapped; I almost missed it...

...yes, yes those are pillows from my couch and one of the cat's blankets, cleverly concealing a new...

...Pioneer Woman Instant Pot. Hugh was quite proud of his wrapping skills and definitely deserves the Most Inventive Use of Home Decor Award.

While I was admiring my new appliance, the Newlyweds stopped by to gift me with a bottle of wine in the cutest wine holder...

...they picked it up in Nashville, where they were spending Thanksgiving with family. 

The Newlyweds stuck around long enough to assist Hugh in freeing my blow molds from their storage under the house, and, you don't really know you have a problem until you see this many blow molds in one space. 

My name is Chelle and I am addicted to nostalgia. Sue me.

Anyhoodle, Hugh's next gift to me was eight hours of climbing on ladders, placing blow molds, engineering the electricity to said blow molds, and generally lighting up my life.

The house is now completely decorated for Christmas and I could not be more happy.

I am also as old as I've ever been and as young as I'll ever be.

But, happy.