Another Birthday

A couple of weeks ago I celebrated my birthday.  I am not so sure the lyrics from the primary song I used to sing in my youth are still applicable to me:

Turning 37 seems too close to 40.  And being 40 seems too mature for me – not that that age is old or anything. I just don’t feel like I have accomplished enough in my life to be so wise yet.

I think I like the way my friend said it best.  This year I celebrated the 8th anniversary of my 29th birthday.  That sounds much better !!

My birthday fell on a Saturday this year. It was definitely enjoyable to be able to sleep in and rest! I woke up to a plethora of cards waiting for me.

Eli made me a Light Saber Birthday Cake card.

Cory made me a Pokemon card.

Keri wrote me a beautiful note and made me a darling, little hand-stitched pillow. I love the creativity that runs in that girl!

I also received some birthday cards via snail mail – my mail box loves it when it gets “real” mail and not just junk and bills.

I definitely felt doted on this year. Thank you for all the birthday love I received via Facebook posts, phone calls and phone texts, lunches, flowers and chocolates that were given.  They all brightened my day and my week!

Since Randy and I were going to head out in the evening for a dinner date, we decided to share some doughnuts with the kids earlier in the day.  They always like to be incorporated into our birthday celebrations.

Randy and I had a delightful evening together. It was incredibly wonderful to get out and away from everyday life for a bit.  We relaxed over dinner and chatted a ton.  We had some very meaningful and enlightening conversations.

I even ended up with two birthday dinner desserts.  I got a complimentary one with our dinner, but after walking around the mall for a bit and realizing that all the movies we wanted to see started too late, we decided to indulge in a gourmet piece of cheesecake and headed to a different restaurant. It tasted heavenly! I even somewhat enjoyed it when all the waiters and waitresses sang to me.

Being 37 in the year 2013 seems a bit ominous to me (maybe it is all the 3′s in there, or all the odd numbers represented, or the fact that the supposedly unlucky number 13 is present), but so far I am learning to enjoy and embrace this new age and new year.  Maybe I really will start to feel wiser !

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