Another year older

These birthdays really are uneventful as you get older. I had a coworker ask me, "what do you have planned, you going out to dinner or...?"

Yeah-I'm gonna make myself a cake and then take myself out to dinner.

Not exactly.

The last birthday party I remember as a child was my sixteenth birthday. My mom was there, my Aunt Margo from Texas and her daughter Vanna, my boyfriend (ex husband now) and it was at my Great Grandparents house down the road from my dads. Yes, I had to identify that my mom was there because it's one of the only birthdays I remember in which she was. She gave me a 16" gold necklace that I still have and wear from time to time. My Aunt Margo had got me a gold bracelet to match.

Let's see... the next celebration or ackowledged birthday I remember wouldn't come until my 23rd birthday when my girl friend (God mother to my daughter), Angela took me to see my favorite country singer (at that time) Keith Urban. And we had SO much fun.

The following year I was in Mi and my awesome sister, Krista (love you too Chrissy) got me tickets to Country Thunder USA where I again got to see almost touch Keith Urban. What a GREAT birthday that was.!!!!!

This year was basically just another day on the calander. I don't feel any different. I did however, have to re-add it a few times to make sure I was telling people to right age. Hahaha. I started forgetting my age a few years ago.

My kids did make it great though. I can't believe there little minds. Owen when reminded on the ride to daycare by my co-worker said he had to give me my birthday spankings... I got six :-). Keagan had them hustle to clean the house when we got home. Kierrah did the bathroom, he vaccummed and swept all the floors, Owen picked up all the floors. I got the best hugs and kisses a mom could ever ask for on her birthday.