One love, two mouths; one love, one house; no shirt, no blouse

Last Sunday was Jose's 28th birthday and the whole entire weekend was meant for him. I even stayed away from LA Kings playoff hockey to celebrate his birthday (well, kind of). Off the top of my head, the weekend went as follows:

* Breakfast at Mimi's Cafe

* Car show in the merciless heat

* The Fast & The Furious 6 (there are now 6 of these things?)

* Jamie Foxx stand-up from like 2003

* Pizza from Stuft's in Whittier

* Drinks at Rainbow Bar (I was DD!)

* Shepherding drunk Jose and his best friend Jonny back to Pico Rivera

* Passing out

* Morning birthday sex in the upstairs master bedroom (3 consecutive Saturdays now!)

* Cake with Jose's siblings and mom (cheesecake from Porto's!)

* The Prophecy on Netflix

* Hooter's in Burbank

* Watching the Kings lose miserably 4-2 against the Blackhawks

* Old re-runs of Dinosaurs on Netflix

Best pictures of the weekend:

So happy for my boy. 28 years young. I wish him nothing but health and happiness. I told him many thanks for being born. I can't repay him for that, hahaha!!!

Oh and shout out to the love nest that is the spare bedroom on the second floor of Jonny's house. It sounds like it's going to be unoccupied until September (originally, we were gonna have to give it up in late July). That's cool. We've been banging in that room on the weekends and it has felt amazing! More practice means more fun. Lots of quality naked time, but more importantly....falling asleep in Jose's arms. His right arm is the perfect pillow! I sleep so soundly, I almost drooled. Waking up to his big brown eyes on Sunday mornings are the best. Cuddles, kisses and warm blankets....perfection.