So yesterday I celebrated the 38th anniversary of my birth. I’m trying not to think of that as a big number. No big deal. At least I’ll always be the baby of my family, right?
So anyway, I started out with a trip to the gym and some time on the treadmill. I have now run 9.9 miles of the 500 I’m aiming for this year. No idea if I’m on track or what.
After the gym, I came home and opened a card and two of the four gifts Kristina sent me. Jewelry! A fun necklace and a sparkly ring. Yay!
Got dressed, got a card from George and the boys, and then we left the house. At Millie’s house, I had to give lots of hugs and kisses to my sweet birthday buddy, Ann Frances. Hooray!
After I brought the boys to school, I stopped at Starbucks for my birthday coffee (instead of my usual skinny drink, this time I got only sugar-free, which means FULL FAT MILK, BABY! yeah!) and a celebratory cinnamon roll. Got to work, ate, had a meeting, and when it dawned on my that all of my coworkers forgot my birthday, I emailed a friend to meet me for lunch, which we did. That was fun.
Got back to work, and when it was quittin’ time, I stopped at the grocery store to buy myself a little birthday cake. When I got home, George had picked up Outback for dinner, but I was still full from lunch, so I put my salad in the fridge for later and ate the crab and avocado dip I’d gotten as an appetizer. Holy cow, that was yummy.
Opened my other two gifts from Kiki (earrings!) and then George brought me some gifts. Yay! So exciting! He gave me the Nike+ sensor I asked for and then an unexpected gift, this cookbook. Does the man know me or what? Now I have a meat cookbook and a vegetable cookbook that Kiki gave me for Christmas. I’m all set.
The boys had been begging for cake since we got home, so I dug out some birthday candles and they sang to me and we had cake.
After the boys were in bed, my day was not over, no no no. I had made an appointment for a massage! It was glorious. I highly recommend everyone end their birthday with a massage. It was great. And apparently my left leg is much tighter than my right leg, so I guess I need to go back for another one soon. You know, for medical reasons.
Met some girlfriends at the pub for a drink after, and that was the end of my fabulous 38th birthday! Yay!
(PS I know there are people out there – grownups – who don’t celebrate their birthday or make a big deal out of them. I do not understand these people. If you are one of them, I highly recommend making a big deal of it.)