I better hurry and finish this birthday post cause
it's almost the next weekend and I'm starting to
lose motivation to blog about it!!
On Monday, my actual birthday,
Rachael and I decided to set out on a little
adventure to nearby Weston, MO.
Her mom and sisters had recently visited and
said that the little town was really quaint with some
cute stores and places to eat.
Our first stop was the 'Red Barn Farm' which
is located just outside of 'downtown' Weston.
It's basically a pumpkin patch/petting zoo, but it's
one of Weston's main attractions.
The wind was whipping around like crazy and since Ro
is still too little to appreciate much of the activities they had,
we didn't stay too long....but long enough to snap this
gem of photo:
Be thankful you all can't zoom in on this, cause we
seriously look a hot mess...
Rachael's hair looks like a wind blown bowl cut and my stupid
rabbit fur jacket (which I hate btw..) makes me look like I
weigh about 250lbs.
(note to self: keep looking for new brown jacket)
Atleast Ro looks cute, she's the saving grace in this photo!
And we of course couldn't visit a pumpkin patch without
snapping the obligatory photo of cute baby with pumpkins...
Trying to get her to hold a little pumpkin..
she wasn't buying it.
We couldn't figure out what the heck she was looking at,
but she was making us work really hard for a cute shot!
Aha! There it is!
Then we had to get one with the birthday girl
and her favorite little...
Ro-bee and Aunt Beth.
Once we'd had our fill of photo-ops we decided
to head into downtown Weston...
one small problem...
turns out all the stores are closed on Mondays.
WHAT?!
We walked up and down the main street seeing nothing but
'CLOSED' signs hanging on the cute little shops.
At first we were joking that maybe they were all closed on
Mondays, but it soon became apparent that it was no joke...
We finally found a random little antique store that was open
and the old lady working there gave us an explaination
that might as well have went something like,
well duh all the shops are closed on mondays you dumb city girls...
Well, Fine.
We told the old lady to peace out, snapped a picture anyways and then
got the heck outta that ghost town!
On to lunch...
We were starved.
So was Rowan...
Picture us driving down a country highway
with poor little Ro-bee screaming in the backseat and us
frantically trying to find a suitable place to pull over...
Now picture us pulling off onto some random gravel shoulder
just off of the highway...
Here's the best part,
now picture two police men pulling up to see if
we're ok while poor exposed Rachael sits in the backseat
breastfeeding...ha!
What are the odds?
We had lunch at a mexican restaurant up north
and then I finished up my birthday night
with some wine and appetizers at an
italian restaurant near our house with Roy.
(No pictures of lunch or dinner...oops, sorry)
Not at bad birthday weekend.
In fact, a pretty great one.
Still can't believe that I'm 28...
not sure when this is gonna start feeling
normal and stop feeling like an April Fools joke!!
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