I find it interesting... the older I get, the less interested I am in "celebrating" my birthday. I'm still OK with what I see in the mirror, but "happy birthdays" are for kids. I mean, should I really be happy that I'm another year closer to getting to order off the seniors menu?
We spent the past weekend at Mimi and Pop's house where I took lots of pictures with my new birthday present (more on that in a bit) and avoided checking my mailbox.
Though that sounds random, have you ever noticed how certain businesses love to send birthday cards? "Hey! Happy 42nd birthday! You know what that means? Time to call us and set up an appointmentto let us feel you up and then smash the living crud out of your boobies for your yearly mammogram!"
"Happy Birthday!" I bet you're feeling like you're 100, so c'mon in to Smith Chiropractic and we'll make you feel like your 80 again!"
"Happy Birthday! You're getting up there, so come in to Albert's Optometry and check out our new line of hideous bifocals that should help hide some of those wrinkles!"
I also got lots of well-wishes from wonderful friends who hoped I would have a good birthday. Nobody died, so I'd say in the greater scheme of things it was "good." The proverbial icing on the cake was when I got to take Iraq to WalMart to return an item she had shoplifted the evening before when we went there to purchase the non-diet cake that I really shouldn't have eaten. Fun times! As she is in the Autism spectrum, words don't come easily to her in new and uncomfortable situations, so I had her write a letter:
"Dear Walmart, I am vary sory I stole this while you wernt looking. I promise not to do it agan. Iraq"
The people behind the Customer Service desk fought to keep straight faces. They tried hard to look stern as they accepted her apology and we took the walk-of-shame back out to the parking lot. I really hope this facet of her "issues" goes away. Far, far away.
Aside from getting un-younger, this year I was surprised by my awesome hubby with a new camera! No - those geese above did not let me walk up to them and take their pictures. This thing has a 35x zoom! I haz a happy! He also sent me flowers! Best birthday since I got my first pony when I turned 13!
And this morning I got a compliment... As I was putting The Skink on the bus at 6:15 a.m., the bus driver asked if I just had my two girls. I responded that no, I actually also had a 16-year-old boy too. The bus driver and her aide looked at each other with "that look" and back at me. I could totally see (to my great pleasure) that they were assuming I must have had him... young... so I quickly interjected that Wednesday was my 42nd birthday and that I had been 26 when I had him. They both paused and together said, "Really?"
All I can say is that I'm loving the soft, dim light at 6:15 in the morning!
So, although I just celebrated the 21st anniversary of my 21st birthday, it's all good. Something about having younger children at this age keeps a person younger (and reintroduces one to the joys of mid-day napping before the bus brings them back!).
And don't think for a moment that if we were in a better place financially, we wouldn't be making this little pumpkin part of our family also!
Marianne who adopted little Darya from Eastern Europe is helping me raise funds for Josephine. Check out her giveaway of $50 gift certificates for Starbucks and Subway at her blog, A Home For Darya!
The best birthday present I could get would be to see adorable Josephine's adoption fund grow! That, and finding a family (of any age) who can adopt her!
I'll be announcing more giveaways soon on my blog too. Don't forget to check out my current giveaway for cute toddler bedding HERE.
And remember... you're only as old as you pretend to be!
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The Skink playing with Mimi this past weekend.
We spent the past weekend at Mimi and Pop's house where I took lots of pictures with my new birthday present (more on that in a bit) and avoided checking my mailbox.
Though that sounds random, have you ever noticed how certain businesses love to send birthday cards? "Hey! Happy 42nd birthday! You know what that means? Time to call us and set up an appointment
"Happy Birthday!" I bet you're feeling like you're 100, so c'mon in to Smith Chiropractic and we'll make you feel like your 80 again!"
"Happy Birthday! You're getting up there, so come in to Albert's Optometry and check out our new line of hideous bifocals that should help hide some of those wrinkles!"
I also got lots of well-wishes from wonderful friends who hoped I would have a good birthday. Nobody died, so I'd say in the greater scheme of things it was "good." The proverbial icing on the cake was when I got to take Iraq to WalMart to return an item she had shoplifted the evening before when we went there to purchase the non-diet cake that I really shouldn't have eaten. Fun times! As she is in the Autism spectrum, words don't come easily to her in new and uncomfortable situations, so I had her write a letter:
"Dear Walmart, I am vary sory I stole this while you wernt looking. I promise not to do it agan. Iraq"
The people behind the Customer Service desk fought to keep straight faces. They tried hard to look stern as they accepted her apology and we took the walk-of-shame back out to the parking lot. I really hope this facet of her "issues" goes away. Far, far away.
Aside from getting un-younger, this year I was surprised by my awesome hubby with a new camera! No - those geese above did not let me walk up to them and take their pictures. This thing has a 35x zoom! I haz a happy! He also sent me flowers! Best birthday since I got my first pony when I turned 13!
And this morning I got a compliment... As I was putting The Skink on the bus at 6:15 a.m., the bus driver asked if I just had my two girls. I responded that no, I actually also had a 16-year-old boy too. The bus driver and her aide looked at each other with "that look" and back at me. I could totally see (to my great pleasure) that they were assuming I must have had him... young... so I quickly interjected that Wednesday was my 42nd birthday and that I had been 26 when I had him. They both paused and together said, "Really?"
All I can say is that I'm loving the soft, dim light at 6:15 in the morning!
So, although I just celebrated the 21st anniversary of my 21st birthday, it's all good. Something about having younger children at this age keeps a person younger (and reintroduces one to the joys of mid-day napping before the bus brings them back!).
And don't think for a moment that if we were in a better place financially, we wouldn't be making this little pumpkin part of our family also!
Marianne who adopted little Darya from Eastern Europe is helping me raise funds for Josephine. Check out her giveaway of $50 gift certificates for Starbucks and Subway at her blog, A Home For Darya!
The best birthday present I could get would be to see adorable Josephine's adoption fund grow! That, and finding a family (of any age) who can adopt her!
I'll be announcing more giveaways soon on my blog too. Don't forget to check out my current giveaway for cute toddler bedding HERE.
And remember... you're only as old as you pretend to be!
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