Saturday, November 24, 2007

A Great Start . . .

Well, so far it is only 9:30 a.m. here, but I've already had a great birthday. First, Brian got up with the kids this morning so that I could sleep in (I told him this is all I wanted for my birthday this year :)). The plan worked perfectly, except that he accidentally left Hobie, our dog, in the bedroom with me, so every time I would move I would hear the jingle of a dog collar and the wagging of a dog tail...but truth be told, this was still better than hearing the screams of children. When I finally emerged downstairs 30 minutes later than normal, Brian said, "Hey Charley, isn't there something you want to tell Mommy? Very smugly, she looked at me and replied, "Well, I'm SUPPOSED to tell you Happy Birthday." Her enthusiasm did pick up however when Brian reminded her about the birthday present she had for me. She quickly retrieved a BEAUTIFUL birthday present. What do you think?



After thanking Charley profusely for the wonderful picture, I asked her for a hug, and she said, "Well, I'm hungry, so I will give you a hug AFTER I get some breakfast." Hmmm, I wonder where Charley gets her attitude? :) So, after breakfast, my Dad surprised me with a card and money for a pedicure, which I cannot wait to use. Now we are on our way out the door for a nice drive and some sight seeing, and later we are going on an adults only Catamaran cruise (food and booze included) organized through Brian's work...sounds like a pretty great birthday to me!

4 comments:

Kristin said...

Happy Birthday!!! Glad to hear you got to sleep in. Miss you!!

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday!!! Dang...I wish I'd known! Maybe I'll remember for next year. I hope it was great!!!

Anonymous said...

I sent you a card, I swear! I doubt you've received it yet, though, but I was thinking about you. How was the cruise? Enough booze to desensitize you from turning 31? Hope you get to enjoy your pedicure soon. Remember not to shave your legs before you go.
Love ya!

Shannon said...

Unlike Andrea, I didn't send you a card, but I thought of you all weekend. That counts, right? Oh, and I called yesterday but my signal in po-dunk Arkansas was too weak to actually hear anything that your hubby was trying to tell me, but I think he said you weren't home. I hope you were getting that pedicure! Well, Happy Birthday a couple of days late! Love ya!