Party Like a Rockstar.

You know how there are some people who decide at a certain age not to celebrate their birthday? Or those who are shy and don't like the attention? Well, neither of those descriptions describe Ryan. Ryan LOVES his birthday. On any given day he can tell you how many days it is until his birthday. Really any day. Like on March 23rd he can tell you how many days it is until October 10th. He started talking to me about his birthday before we were even dating. Not in a selfish way. He just loves his birthday. And since this year his birthday was on 10/10/10 we really celebrated.

Starting a whole week before we had our family up. His brother Greg's birthday is Oct. 3rd so we combined them. If you look closely, Greg's cake is made like a pizza. Melody (his wife) is an awesome caterer and made it just for him because he loves pizza! It was super cute!
The Friday before his birthday we celebrated with our church friends. We hosted small group at our house and had more cake. Our friend Scott got Ryan this warm Cowboy's snuggie, which I'm actually wearing right now as we watch the Cowboy game on Monday night football!
Saturday- 1 day before the real big day- we went to Celebrate Roanoke. I love small town festivals. We found this fun pumpkin patch outside of a country store and sat down for a pic. Ooh, I love those pumpkins!
We also think it is funny to take pictures in cut out boards. If you are a regular blog reader, I'm sure you've seen other pics like this of us. I'm not sure why its so funny to me... I hope it makes you smile!
Vote for me!
We stopped by the bookstore in Dowtown Roanoke. They had a huge Fancy Nancy book! If you are a teacher, you will appreciate this!
And what would any festival be without a live gun fight acted out in period 1850's clothing? I'm glad it was just pretend. No one was hurt in the reinaction of this famous shooting.
Finally it was the big day. 10/10/10. Ryan preached at church that morning... no pictures to document because they frown on having the paparazzi there :) That evening we went bowling at Main Event. I let him beat me at bowling since it was his birthday. But I showed no mercy at Air Hockey or Dance, Dance, Revolution!
Does anyone else ever wonder about what to wear when they go bowling? Bowling shoes are pretty ridiculous with any outfit.
The birthday boy and his bowling ball. It had a number 10 on it. The perfect end to a perfect celebration!