The Big Three-Oh
So. Today’s my birthday. And do you wanna know how I ushered in my 30s?
Probably not, but I’m going to tell you anyway.
I used a folded leaf to extract something sticking out of my dog’s butt.
Now if that’s not a celebration, I don’t know what is.
In other news, my husband appears to have forgotten my birthday. I mean, I’m giving him the benefit of the doubt for now. But this morning has been … well, average (aside from the dog-ass debacle). We got up, fixed the kids breakfast, got Colin ready for school, Curtis got ready for work. And so far … so far … I’ve not gotten so much as a “happy birthday” from him. No acknowledgement whatsoever.
I’m pretty sure that isn’t because he’s planning some huge surprise later. He typically isn’t that kind of dude. It’s most likely because he actually forgot, and will try to play it off later. Like on our third wedding anniversary, when he told me my present was “in the car” … after which I heard the car start up and drive away. To the store. To buy me a present.
I got some sweet earrings out of the deal, but still.
I can’t complain too much though. I woke up this morning, which is a definite plus. I didn’t morph into a total wrinkled hag in the wee hours between 29 and 30, so that’s cool. I did wake up with a pimple, but maybe that’s just my body’s way of being like, “Hey, you’re still young. Because only youngsters get pimples.”
Right?
RIGHT?
*cricket, cricket*
To add a little bit of awesomeness to the day, I get to give away the Eden Fantasys gift certificate!
And the winner, per random.org, is … drum roll please …
Commenter #5 … amy rae!
Congratulations! And if your name isn’t Amy, don’t worry … I’ve got at least three more giveaways up my sleeve, y’all.
Anyway, I’m off to change a diaper that I have neglected for the past fifteen minutes while writing this blog. Which means it’ll be nice and squishy. Oh, yay!
