
(some of) the loot: massage pillow, hanging jewelry organizer, flowers, pretty bow, olive oil soap, adorable shoes, and trans america.
there was also a snickers bar, but i ate it.
oh, and other lovely gifts that arrived via mail or internet after i took the picture.

i love those shoots.
ben pampered me all day: he came home from work early. AND demonstrated on me the proper usage of a facedown massage pillow. AND ordered pizza with toppings of my choice. AND drove me to young women, where, unbeknownst to me, there was a cake in my honor. AND read to me when we got home.

mother nature gave me a balmy 55 degree day, so i frolicked like these mice.
mother nicea always finds the cutest wrapping paper.
it's even reversible.
there were no candles to count. the young women asked me if i was turning twenty. i said yes, i'm turning twenty for the twelfth time. i'm pretty sure i did the math right.