Someday, who knows, my children might wonder how I spent my birthday. So, for future reference, here's how the day went....
Friday the 13th is a great day to have a birthday. Wow! I can't believe how much I ate. Ugh!
I was supposed to clean the garage that day. That was my plan. Umm...yah right.
I really had no other plans until the day before. My sister-by-marriage (my traveling companion to Spokane last year) contacted me about getting together the night of the 12th. At that very moment, a wonderful friend contacted me too, so we all three made plans together and went to the Cheesecake Factory. While my friend and I were in the car, she asked if she had met my sister-by-marriage before. It was then that I realized that they had on another birthday:
In the morning (at 6:30, believe it or not), a friend came by to get me, and we went to breakfast. This friend is one like I think everyone should have. If you don't have a friend like her, pray for one. She's been a God-send. Any time I need last minute help, she's my go-to girl. She will sacrifice in any way she can to help. She makes herself available to watch my kids or come over and talk or whatever. She's kind of like how my mom would have been if she were here. Sometimes I wonder if my mom might have had a hand in the making of this friendship.
I got home and interacted with my family and responded to facebook birthday greetings and then ran off to the Claim Jumper for lunch with my new and wonderful friend Bobbie.
Bobbie came all the way from Sheridan (an hour and a half away) to have lunch with me. I love this woman! We talked and talked and created some wonderful plans for the future that I'm SUPER excited about. This is going to be a GREAT year!
When I got home, my friend Rachel had been by. She had made Birthday Trifle (a tradition at her home) for us. We had had this once before (see this link). My love for Nutella is no secret. Rachel had also made Nutella homemade ice cream. Wow! I was so sad I'd missed her. What a great sacrifice for a woman who has had sick kids and has had all kinds of health problems since the birth of her last child. Thank you, Rachel! I wish I'd been there to thank you in person.
Again, I responded to some facebook greetings, watched Sesame Street with #6 and #7 on my laptop (on Netflix), did some indexing and ran off with #1 to go give blood at the blood drive that was going on at the church.
Lynne, the woman who took my blood, handed me a birthday pin. That was fun!
On the way to the church for the blood drive, #1 and I had taken the top off the car. That's how beautiful the day was. As we walked back out, big ol' drops of rain had just started to come down. Ugh! We ran to the car to put the top back on (No, I hadn't left my purse in it; although, jokingly, I had told #1 I was going to before we went in. At least I'm getting so I can joke about it now. I'm thinking that means I've come a long way). We got the top on just in time, but it poured down. The day had started out so beautifully. Such is Portland, I guess.
An old friend, Megan, was hostessing. She was in #1's Girl Scout troop years ago. We followed her to our table. #7 danced, beebopped and lip-synced to the music in her high chair the entire time. #5 and #6 got dancing too.
We got home, opened presents and headed to bed.
What a great day!
Thank you to everyone who made it a special day! Thank you to those who took the time to be with me and for all of my Facebook friends who sent love and wishes . Thank you particularly to the Warden and our children for being patient with your old mother and for partying with me and making me feel special all day long. I love you!