Birthday!

Ok, you got me!  I'm a sucker for birthdays.  And even though I'm getting older each year, I still enjoy getting to be queen for the day.  I do have one big demand about my birthday, and yes it's selfish.  But each year I tell Phil that I just need a gift, a little something to open.  I'm such a kid, but I love unwrapping paper and finding a little treasure nestled amongst some tissue paper.  It's like a little reflection of the giver knowing you well enough to get you a little something that just makes you want to squeal, or as in my case actually do.

 Usually a few weeks before the big event, I'll start dropping Phil hints over what I want.  Well, not really hints, more like verbal requests.  Last year it went like this "I sure hope that I get a food processor for my birthday, I really miss having one!"  The sneaky side sounded off to the kids "If grandma asks you what I want, tell her a food processor."  Pretty much there isn't ever any doubt of what I am hoping to get.

This year was different though.  No big ticket kitchen gadgets to dream upon (although Abi was really rooting for a waffle iron!), in fact I was rather silent about my birthday this year.  When family asked me what I wanted I said "I dunno, just to be loved I guess"


Since I hadn't made any requests, Phil asked me to get him a list of ideas.  I found some links to some fun things that I could enjoy, but I'm happy to say that I didn't any of those.  My honey knows me well, so he got me something that I wouldn't have ever got for myself.  A windowsill herb kit.  Supposedly foolproof, so we'll see about that!  I have black thumbs, and at this point it seems that the only things I can grow are children.  But I am hopeful.

The day was great, and I felt so loved.  I started off by treating myself to something 'not so healthy' for breakfast--chocolate chip scones.  I've never had a scone before, but the author mentioned that people call them flat muffins.  I figured that since I enjoy muffins, I'd probably be ok with a scone.  The sprinkling of sugar crystals really made it feel naughty.

My bestie called me to wish me happy birthday, which was great because even though we are best friends we usually forget until the day after, or sometimes later!  Then another dear friend came for part of the day, and we (ok, mostly she) sewed slings.  Wesley was in heaven getting to ride in the new sling, and I love how sophisticated it feels have the silver threads running throughout the material.  As she was leaving my next friend was coming, whom I haven't seen in weeks even though we live just minutes apart.

Phil came home early and made most of dinner.  Total relief since I had already cooked breakfast and lunch from scratch I wasn't feeling very motivated to make enchiladas, which at our house are more of a labor of love than convenience.

A surprise party from Phil's mom and sister was a blast, and DQ's ice cream cakes are still as tasty as last year.  Ending the day was a dance off between Phil and I while trying the Michael Jackson Experience Wii game that Phil rented special for the day.  I'd like to say that I won, but we declared it a tie after sweating and laughing it out for nearly an hour.

It was a great birthday.  Actually it's been more of a birthweek with a surprise celebration with my parents when they were here on Tuesday (with a cake that literally had 2inches of frosting around the edges!), and a belated call from my Army brother this morning.  So I got my wish, not only did I get loved upon, but I was downright spoiled!

Thanks everyone for making it such a great birthday!