Ahh… Birthdays…
Over the weekend we had immense amounts of birthday wonderment for Gen as she spent three entire days celebrated the commencement of her twelfth birthday. While three seems extreme, most of it is my fault. And life’s fault. And, well, it just is… On Friday we went to get mani/pedis and then to get her hair cut (she was going for an A-line) and highlighted. What resulted, $72 dollars later, was Genny emerging (after FOUR HOURS of service to her hair,) was Gen looking EXACTLY the same. Am I the only one having difficulty understanding this? I saw the foils in her hair… And yet- NOTHING changed. Not her highlights… Not her cut/style. Nothing.
And we frantically scurried along to survive the multitude of errands needing our attention before her sleepover- which rocked…
Saturday she requested lunch at a local place with sings birthday ballads and delivers towering ice cream sundaes.
Sunday, her actual birthday, brought her a cake batter pancake breakfast, family presents, a shopping day at the mall spending birthday money and gift cards- and then a trip to the movies to take in the latest Wimpy Kid installment, (which we all LOVED!) .
Today is my thirty fifth birthday and it has completely sucked.
it has sucked for all of the good reasons… My husband loves me. Really who can complain? He loves me so much that he literally stressed out and ruined the day succumbing to the pressure of making it a good day…
Of all of life’s ironies…
all in all, I’m glad our birthday season is behind us…
Now if Spring would just get the memo…
Until then, I will just spend as much quality time with my son, who flew in for some family leave before heading to Germany for three years.




