and I guess it must be true. Pea and I had a little adventure this weekend, and I forgot to bring my camera. So I guess you'll have to use a little imagination and click some web-links!
When I went to bed on Sunday night, I was 39. When I woke up Monday morning, I was 40.
Nope, that's not my cake either. Forgot to take a picture of that too.
To celebrate, Pea surprised me with a trip to the Taj Mahal.
No silly, not the one in India!! He booked an over-night stay at the Trump Taj Mahal in Atlantic City! I'd never been to Atlantic City before, so I wasn't quite sure what to expect. It's tacky and gaudy in the best way possible, and we had so much fun. We stayed in a suite and laughed about how it had more bathrooms than our house. (A girl could get used to that!) We walked on the boardwalk, we had a nice dinner at the Safari Steakhouse, we played a few slots, we did a little shopping and we watched the water show.
It was the perfect place to spend my 40th birthday, because it made me feel like a kid again! If only I'd remembered that camera . . .