For my birthday, instead of buying me stuff, Scott took me on a fun mini- shopping spree. After my morning swim and lift, we hit the mall. Only 10 minutes into our shopping, I started to get that sick-sore-throat feeling. I take my shopping seriously and sucked it up and pressed on. Knowing Scott had an elegant evening planned at the Commander's Palace that took months to get a reservation, I didn't want to spill the beans.
Towards our last stop, my pace slowed and Scott knew something was up. My symptoms took a turn for the worst, as it hurt to talk or even swallow. We hit the drug store and I downed some Thera-flu and took a two-hour nap. Naps do-a-Heidi good. Although not 100%, I wasn't about to pass up my first five star dining experience. I slid into a super cute black dress and Scott donned a new pink tie. Note: pink look hot on guys but Scott WILL only wear it on my birthday. Regardless, he looked hot :)
The dinner was nothing less than spectacular. I had the best pecan encrusted red snapper ever with sore throat and all. We finished it off with the tastiest and prettiest creme brulee ever! Check out the fleur de lis :) If you ever visit New Orleans, you have to try this place!
Thanx ya'll again for all the birthday wishes! 28 is scary....creeping way to close to 30 for my liking.