Thursday [Birthday] Thoughts 8.23.12

[1] Guess what? It’s my birthday! And you know what happens on your birthday?? Not a damn thing. I am married, with a kid and a full-time job that I have to wake up for tomorrow morning. Life doesn’t stop because one amazingly awesome person was born on this day 27 years ago. I mean, it should. But eh, what are you going to do right? I do have to say I’ve been pleasantly surprised all day long with greatness. Lillie’s Granny & Papaw surprised me with this when I dropped her off this morning -

90 calories of pure fantasticness, my friends. And then when I got to work I found this waiting for me - Yeah, you’ll notice the cookies are the ones that are already open. But everything else is pretty much non-existent at this point in the day. Although, we did find that people asked what the healthy food was for more often than when we have cupcakes hanging out in the conference room. But, of course, my husband could not be one-upped by anyone, I received these just a little bit ago. Go ahead. Read the card.
You know you’ve been married for far too long when you start referring to each other with poop face as a term of endearment. I did ask him what the flower shop replied with when he told him what he wanted on the card.

Alfred: I told her poopface.
Me: [insert laughter] What did she say?
Alfred: She asked me if I was suuurreeeeee that’s what I wanted. It’s not like I asked to call you shit head or something.

It also came with these - You know, to offset the healthiness of the fruit & vegetable tray from earlier. Love that man.

I don’t know if we’ll partake in any ‘official’ birthday shenanigans any time soon. But if we do, you know you’ll hear about it. I need some good blog ideas – and if alcohol is involved you know something will be going down.

[2] We have a swim party this weekend for a 4 year old & a 2 year old. Even though I am no where near bikini ready by society standards, I’ve decided to say fuck it because I’ve been working my ass off [literally] for months and I may not be perfect – but I am pretty fucking happy with myself at this point. I’ll stretch mark & jiggle my way all around that swim park and love every fricking second of it.

[3] I went to eat lunch with my Emilie today at Panda Express. As we were talking, she was eating her spring roll and when it fell from her hand into the sweet & sour sauce you would have thought her puppy died. Twas fantastic.

Happy Thursday!