Sunday, June 29, 2014

So this is 40 ☺

I remember being a little kid thinking how old 40 seemed...turns out it isn't so bad.  Yeah I've only been 40 for a few days but really it doesn't feel any different than not being 40 and honestly I don't mind it.  I wouldn't want to go back to any other age either.  This age is so far the best.  Stephen and I have almost finished raising our girls (and pretty good girls they are too) we have a nice home on a small piece of land and have enough money to enjoy life together.  Much better than when I was in my twenties where we had 2 little girls a tiny home and one paycheck.  Yeah, 40 is when you kinda have your shit together it would seem & the best part is 40 isn't as horrible as everyone makes it out to be. 

I had a fabulous time celebrating my birthday this year, my dearest friend (who will be hitting the big 4 0 in just under a year) and a few of my family members made sure they "painted the town" as they put it to be sure everyone knew that I was becoming "over the hill"  
It's funny because for several months everyone was reminding everyone else to not forget to hang signs for Tammy's 40th.  No one wanted my day to go by without getting their revenge.  Yes, I have spent (probably more than) my share of late nights making and hanging signs all over every sign post, paper box, ice box and random fence to spread the word of loved ones big (old) milestones.  It is something I remember always doing once I was out on my own.  I guess I do it because I want everyone to feel special on their birthday and to see signs hanging all over town is a fun way to show them that someone was thinking of them on their special day (along with many strangers wondering who just turned 30, 40, 50...)  It was fun driving through town this past Wednesday to see how well I had taught those that hung signs for me.  They did pretty darn well.  I counted 14 from one end of town to the middle of town and there were about 15-20 more on the other end of town.  No one could miss them.  I went to renew my drivers license on Friday afternoon and the lady in the tag office said "oh, you just turned 40 didn't you?"  She mentioned that she seen all the signs around town as well as a couple other ladies in the office doing business.  (So for each of you that spent time making sure people would see that I got old...your work paid off.)    :)
I don't know really why I started hanging signs but I do remember being a little kid when my uncle Mike turned 30 and though Nanny didn't hang signs all over town, she did hang a big sign "Mike is dirty at 30" or something to that nature on their front door and everyone that came over got to sign their name and birthday wishes on it.  I thought that was too cool and it showed him that people were celebrating his special day.  I love birthdays and even if it is a little home cooked dinner and cake with only those that live with you, all birthdays should be celebrated. 

Yep this is 40 and so far it's not so bad and I can't wait to see what all this next 10 years has in store for me. 

Thanks for reading & have a great day 


Tuesday, June 10, 2014

18 already?

The reality of it really hasn't sank in yet I don't think, she still has one more year of school so that's probably why.
My first born 18 years old.  Despite all the reminders of her age from my sweet girl, it truly does seem like only yesterday we were bringing her home from the hospital when all the sudden here we are just over 2 weeks past her turning eighteen, where did all those years go?
I would love to be able to sit here and recount every single detail with you from the very start but that might bore you to tears and well she might kill me of I did that.  Because I can remember lots of little moments that would embarrassed her to death like how she was so scared of everyone singing happy birthday on her first birthday that she hid under the table crying and didn't want to touch the cake we got her.  Or of her and her bff having cupcakes in their diapers that nanny brought by after Cathy's party at school when they were only one.  Or of her and the same friend thinking that the best time to chit chat is while going pee pee in the bathroom together one on the toilet and one on the training potty facing each other when they were just tiny little girls.
Yeah, I have lots of those fun memories floating around in my mind but like I said she might kill me if I tell too many.
At 18 you would think she could handle everyone singing happy birthday, well she did better than the first time anyway.  This year she got a 7 night Carnival Cruise for her birthday.  Her room was decorated by carnival before she ever got to her room and they left a cake for her as well. (Over the top spoiled?  Yes she is.  But that's ok she deserves to be) and at her birthday dinner the waiters in the restaurant on the ship brought her cake with a candle and all gathered around to sing happy birthday to her. She sat there smiling and her face turning about 18 shades of red but she didn't crawl under the table or cry and she was fully dressed while eating said cake and she goes to the restroom all by her self like a big girl now so we have made at least a little progress with her in the 18 years we've had her  ;)
 If you have a fun fond memory of our sweet girl please feel free to share it in the comment section at the bottom of this post.  We would love to read what you share.

Thanks for reading my ramblings.

Have a great day