My birthday- And I will cry if I want too

Thank heavens my b-day came and went. Didn't really deliver like last year. Let's see it started off with me not wanting the present Marc had for me in the morning. (you can imagine what that would be-he is a typical guy). Then I decided to go workout to clear my head - not so easy to do. I think the kids called me at least 5 times while I was on the treadmill. I know they were emergency calls "What can I have to eat?, Rachel took my place on the couch., What are we going to do today when you get home?, and What are we having for dinner?" Needless to say the workout only stressed me out more. I cranked to treadmill to level 6 and sprinted for what seemed like forever. I think there was smoke coming out of the treadmill by this point. Made it home to iron the clothes for our family picture session. That is what I wanted for me b-day. I scheduled the gal to come over and do pictures. She is awesome. Check out her site. http://piedpiperphoto.blogspot.com/. The pictures seemed to go as well as can be expected. Everytime someone started to act up I just said "Don't do this to your mom on her b-day". That seemed to shut them up pretty fast. Now, granted we were outside and things were heating up. I hope when we get the proofs back it doesn't look like a bunch of people sweating with red faces. We will see. After she left Marc said he didn't vision the night going like that. Then Josh was like "Dad the only vision you have is a glass of wine at 7:00". I was cracking up. Now, Marc is no alcholic by any streach of the means, just likes his heart juice a couple times a week. It really does help with his cholesteral. On to the Hannan Montana cookie


as they were singing the tears started flowing. Too much to handle that day. Of course the kids were like "Don't cry mom, 41 isn't that old. I mean just think you could be turning 45", plus you use that good face lotion to hide your wrinkles so you look even better." Gotta love the kids for lifting you up. By this time it is getting late. I head upstairs to lay down and recap the day. An hour later this is what is going on. Mind you it is 11:00 at night on Wednesday. Boy, we are really going to be ready for the school schedule next week.




First of all who the h#ll is Amelia talking to on the phone at this time of night? Secondly, look at Marc's pj's. BBS shirt. I think he wears that to bed to have funky dreams. How could you not with that throw back shirt. Thirdly, the beds are empty. Nobody is in bed. Fourthly, Abby and Josh are on the computer. I think I am failing as a mom. No, that's not the word. I think I am just enjoying the last bit of summer break. These are the times the kids will remember.
So, recap of my b-day - I am glad that it won't be here for another year.