Yes, it is my birthday.
I’m officially closer to 40 than I am to 30. Blech. That stinks.
Normally I would say that you are only as old as you feel…but I think I’m getting sick, and I have a raging headache from bickering girls, so right now I’m feeling a little old.
I did have a great birthday weekend, however. J. has contracted the plague that took over our house last week and still managed to hang in all weekend and we had a really good time.
Saturday night we did dinner at a mexican place near our house and I had my Cinco de Mayo margarita. And…got carded. Niiiice!
Yesterday, we tromped all around this really posh new outdoor mall that just opened really close to our house and had an amazing lunch at Porto’s Cafe & Bakery – one of my favorite places – that we don’t get to go to nearly enough.
And I got a bunch of fun presents from J. and the girls, despite the earlier ban on birthday gifts. The girls picked out a new watch for me and a very cool locket (I can’t find the locket in the store – but on this page it is the red one with the heart over on the left of the Best Sellers page. It is so cool, it folds out and is a butterfly!) AND, most importantly…we have a Roomba again. Sweet, sweet Roomba.
I’m sure you all recall my infatuation with the Roomba – and with having hardwood floors throughout the entire house – it is a serious lifesaver. The one we got last year had to be replaced due to some malfunctioning parts that were not (unfortunately!) covered under the…ahem, warranty that you get when you buy a Roomba remanufactured. (As in…there is NO warranty.) But thankfully J. was able to get it taken care of since he bought it with the good ‘ol AmEx.
So I had put off buying a new one because I was not going down the remanufactured path again…and probably would have continued to just haul out the vacuum everyday (does anyone else need to vacuum daily??) but my saving grace of a husband, who thankfully isn’t very good at listening to me when I tell him NOT to do something, got one for us. It has already cleaned the entire downstairs (it is waaaayyy better than the last one we had, quieter, faster, lasts longer.) Tomorrow I shall let it loose upstairs.
And then, (yes, there is more!) while I was getting the girls ready for bed – my sweet husband cleaned the kitchen and emptied the dishwasher.
My least favorite chore – and the one room I HATE to wake up to dirty, all taken care of. So the girls were in bed by 7:45pm, we had a little down time last night, everyone slept through til 8am this morning. It was heaven!
And sweet little voices singing “Happy Birthday” to me this morning. And lots of fun cards and presents in the mail, phone calls and messages, and an amazing lunch with my friend Michelle! I guess it really was a good birthday.
Maybe I should stop not telling people it is my birthday, and try to sneak in more birthdays throughout the year….
Edited to Add:
You know that song in the Sound of Music – “I must’ve done something right”?
That had to have been written for me, because seriously, I must have been a SAINT in another life to deserve my amazing husband.
He just brought home dinner, an armload of flowers, (really – like roses, and two other mixed flower bouquets – all the rooms have fresh flowers now!) and the most amazing carrot cake I think I have ever seen or tasted. It is a little maybe 5-6″ round cake, but it must weigh 7 pounds.
Oh, and he did baths and getting the girls ready for bed tonight. (Cue the choir of angels – Hallelujah!)
Smitten doesn’t begin to describe what I feel for him. I think I might love him. A lot.