my birthday

i wanted to remember a day like my birthday, i might be a little late, but i wanted to remember it.

i share my birthday with my mother-in-law. i really couldn't think of a better person to share it with.

+ jay better not ever forget or he will be double in trouble.

the birthday this year was so low key.

the week leading up to it was insane.

one of my best friends got married on Saturday April 12th in Southern California.

we wanted to leave the thursday before so i headed out for my first full day of work

 with jay on a wednesday.

it was hard work, but i was determined to get out sooner than later, so i was literally throwing sheets for jay to staple down. it was around 1 pm at this time + even though it was april, it was hot.

jay felted the side of the roof as i rested for a bit, drinking water +  not really paying attention to him.

he called me back when he was finished + we started all over again.

i should've been paying attention.

on the roof, there were holes that air ducts went over + eventually got covered up, but while felting, unless you cut the holes out again, it's easy to forget that they are even there.

which is exactly what happened.

I was carrying some shingles to jay when i fell through the roof.

i tried to save myself, but totally failed, so i fell in again.

it all happened within seconds, but it was awful. i thought i was going to die.

jay was freaking out, i was trying to act like it wasn't a big deal,

but in reality i was feeling the mix between a hurl + passing out.

it was ugly too. my leg still has the bruises/welts on them from april.

also we had a photo shoot that night, which was great, but i was having so much fun frolicking 

through the field, trying to show that jay + i were super cute + super in love,

 that i sprained the ankle on the hurt leg.

it was awesome.

not

we took off friday to the wedding,

drove our stick shift car,

got stuck in LA traffic

in a stick shift car, 

(NEVER living in southern california)

filmed a wedding/was in that wedding with an ankle wrap + a leg bruised + welted all the way up,

hobbling around, making jay carried just about everything but the camera.

i was probably SO cute that day....waaait

at least i pulled it off, but i was poppin PILLS.

anyways, amazing day, amazing night, but my birthday was the next day.

the plan was to leave sunday, my birthday, to drive home there, but i mean, why do that when you can drive through the night right?!

we didn't even drink caffeine that whole night, it was insane.

we had a dance party for like five minutes before i crashed.

i woke up to sweet jay singing happy birthday to me at midnight, 

but i was half awake + apologizing to him for not being awake. 

around two am i stuck my head out the window + we talked about everything

which was probably my favorite thing about my birthday day.

i love those serious long talks about life, 

especially in a dark car, in the middle of nowhere, with my hubby.

then i accidentally (i tried really hard not to),

+ crashed again.

 oops.

jay's a stud.

we pulled in around 4.45 am + slept in till 12 pm.

the craziest of weekends, but it ended so well.

i was spoiled by family + friends + couldn't think of a better ending to a fun weekend.

i learned one thing that weekend though, no more roofs for me. 

ever.

thanks for taking one for the team babe!

ps. i'm l o v i n the app 'collect' 

+ though this is such an unattractive picture of me, 

here is a picture of my discomfort moments after falling though a roof...

enjoy it for me.

my birthday