But for a short time we are the same age until he then gets to be a new number.
So his better memory always serves me well when I forget my age.
I usually give him "the look" that he has come to be very used to and he knows how to help a girl out. Kinda like when we meet a new couple and they ask "how old are your kids" and I start to kind of stammer. I mean pfff, I know how old my own kids are for heavens sake.
For pretty much this whole last year though, unless you happened to talk to me on a really clear_ maybe we had just discussed it_kinda day, I had told everyone I was 36.
Which is so sad bc I really like the number 35 better.
It just sounds nicer to me_ 5 being in the middle of 1-10 _ and I just like the 5 better.
But I'm not gonna wallow in missing out on 35.
I'm gonna go with the 6 and see the best in the little circle part.
Amy and I decided to meet half way for an early lunch and some girly talk.
Gosh, how it does a soul good to just be able to sit with a friend and laugh
and talk about every subject from all over and be understood.
I ordered a club sandwich and I'm not sure exactly where the hair came from.
But nonetheless it wound up in my mouth.
And then before I knew it there was another.....
and then i picked up the other half of sandwich and there was another.
And it got awkward bc I hate things like this.
But also, bc I kept wondering is it my hair.?
I mean it's long and definitely all around my face but I've never
had a problem with it getting in my food before.
So I decided to just give it up and wait for dessert.
It was... my birthday after all.
The dessert was a rocking Turtle cheesecake that was hair-less and well worth it.
Afterwards, we shopped at a few antique stores in town.
They had some quilts I'm still having a hard time getting over.
They were so perfect as far as they're colors but not in their price.
So I left dreaming about how great they'd look all made up on a bed.
I was met with purple_ gold_ green_ masks_ beads_ the works
when I later walked back in the door at home.
Hubs man really outdid himself with throwing me a surprise Mardi Gras party.
As we would say in our house_ it was creative and quite whimsical.
The King Cake he ordered from back home and was cheesecake filled.
It was so yummy.
I've gone back & forth for around 2 years now on whether I should get a Keurig.
I would want one and then not. I would think how great it would be to have one.
And then I would think about what all else I could get with that money.
But now I have to wonder no more because I finally have one.
Woohoo.... I'm so thankful Jode just made the decision for me.
It really is a dream and actually has helped me limit some of my coffee intake.
Plus the kids are really loving the iced coffee I can make now with it.
I pray that this is a really really good year.
I only get to hold onto this number once.
And only for a short time.
So I want to look back on it well.
Like I am now..... full of gratitude and thankfulness for all that has been.
And all that is to come......