I am a little late. Yesterday was my birthday. I had a great day. Went out with my friend Jan and we had lunch with a couple other ladies and then went to Borders. Saw another friend there at the magazines and talked about quilting for a while. It was fun, I felt spoiled. It is great to grow old if you have a great friend to do it with.
Took the kids to gymnastics and then came home to a wonderful dinner, my husband is a great cook. He made me cake also and the kids had a great time singing “Happy Birthday” as loud as they could to me. Again, I felt so spoiled.
It is hard to believe I am 39, I never think of myself as being that old. Well not old but, yeah old. I only feel it when I am trying to play around with the kids and “exert” myself too much. Sometimes I think I should have started younger, maybe I would be a little better at keeping up, but then I think back and know it would not have been a great idea. I had them when the time was right and I need to just get busy and in shape enough to keep up.
My computer is making some kind of awful noise so I better get off before it explodes. Not even a year old and the dang thing is messing up for the second time. I am good at picking out the lemons. I don’t want to be without one so I haven’t taken it to the shop, I better do it soon!! Yikes!