Happy Birthday to me!

Yesterday was my 35th birthday. We did not do anything special. My mom is in town from Michigan and came to visit so I was happy to spend some time with her and of course the kids were thrilled to see Nanny.

Getting older really does not bother me all that much. I know it's "supposed to" but really, when do I do what I'm supposed to do. It provokes deep thoughts and self reflection but I do that on a regular basis anyway. We might go to dinner this weekend to celebrate as is tradition in my family. B'day person gets to pick the place.

I took the day off work Friday as a b'day present to myself. Man, let me tell you, that was NICE. I got up with everyone in the morning and got them out the door to work/school and me and the dogs went back to bed. We slept till 11:00 and would have slept longer except the phone rang and woke us up. We piddled around on the internet, chatted with my mom, ran to the store for a drink and laid around on the couch watching Bones and Monk reruns till @zerolove got home. I thought about cleaning the house and cooking dinner. Briefly. That soon passed and I decided the best use of my time was relaxing. I rarely take off when it's not for doctor, dentist, orthodontist, school function, or sick. I don't play hookie, and I come in unless I'm dying. I needed the break, the day to lay around and be a woman of leisure. Trying to decide when to take off again!