Today was the first day of fall and my 36th birthday!
Or so I thought until Paul asked, "Well then did we miscalculate MY age?"
Huh?
Re-did the math, I am only turning 35! Wow, I just gained back a whole additional year of my life :) So that's cool but then I'm wondering what the hell happened to 34? When did I forget my age?
Oh well, I hear this happens alot.
Anna's been talking all week abouot how she wants to get me purple shoes and a birthday cake for my birthday "party". I got a text from Paul at around 3:30pm today that said, "I think she's serious about the shoes. What size do you wear?"
I understand Paul talked her out of a pair of $160 purple heels and a purple be-dazzled back pack before she settled on pink converse. As it turns out, she got herself a pink pair and Paul got a black pair so now we all "match".
We ate ice cream cake for dinner and Anna's comments here and there made me realize she was expecting a REAL party. With lots of gifts with paper and bows and stuff. So I did my best to pretend we were having a little birthday party, just the 3 of us.
Then we went outside to play for a little while, since the weather was nice enough we weren't sweating our butts off. Even though the mosquitos were still in full force.
Otherwise it was a pretty normal day. It's good for me since I like my normal days. But I did skip my morning run :)
Peace.
1 comment:
Yes, forgetting one's age happens. I think for me it was when I was 34 as well. And now I keep thinking I'm 36 instead of 35. I should be like my mom and just stay the same age every year, then it wouldn't be a problem. Of course she did that when I was in elementary school and it was years before I figured it out.
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