Happy Birthday to Me!
Yesterday was my birthday, so understandably, I didn't spend much time online. It really was a great day!
I started out with lunch with one of my CPs. TGI Fridays. Grilled chicken. Not bad! From there, I went to my son's Valentine's party at school. Took him out of school early, then visited a friend who gave me a hilarious birthday card and some flowers, now sitting on my dining room table. The flowers, not the friend. Then we headed home, waited for my daughter to get home from school, and then off to her Tae Kwon Do lessons. When we finally got home from there (I had my truck washed during the lessons) it was time to switch to "hurry up and clean the house before the babysitter gets here" mode.
My husband finally came home after the babysitter arrived, much to my irritation. It certainly didn't help that he was working on his day off, he was the one to tell me the house had to be cleaned, and he left everything to me. On my birthday. I'm not going to say any more about that, but believe me, I could go on for hours. It's in my blood. *g*
Anyway, he finally came home and gave me my gift. A beautiful white gold/yellow gold reversible necklace. 'K. I wasn't so mad at him after that. I changed my clothes and he took me to my favorite restaurant -- Outback Steakhouse. YUM! At that point, I said, "Screw Weight Watchers!" and ate what I wanted, although I did defer and get the filet rather than my favorite ribeye. I even drank a couple of beers! Light beer, of course, but since that's what I drank before I started trying to lose weight, it wasn't a sacrifice.
Overall, it was a great day for me. I didn't get much writing done, although while I was sitting waiting for my truck to be cleaned I did work on a query letter that I'll be submitting for comments to the workshop I'm taking.
So now I'm 29 again. Wonder how long I'll be able to get away with that?
I started out with lunch with one of my CPs. TGI Fridays. Grilled chicken. Not bad! From there, I went to my son's Valentine's party at school. Took him out of school early, then visited a friend who gave me a hilarious birthday card and some flowers, now sitting on my dining room table. The flowers, not the friend. Then we headed home, waited for my daughter to get home from school, and then off to her Tae Kwon Do lessons. When we finally got home from there (I had my truck washed during the lessons) it was time to switch to "hurry up and clean the house before the babysitter gets here" mode.
My husband finally came home after the babysitter arrived, much to my irritation. It certainly didn't help that he was working on his day off, he was the one to tell me the house had to be cleaned, and he left everything to me. On my birthday. I'm not going to say any more about that, but believe me, I could go on for hours. It's in my blood. *g*
Anyway, he finally came home and gave me my gift. A beautiful white gold/yellow gold reversible necklace. 'K. I wasn't so mad at him after that. I changed my clothes and he took me to my favorite restaurant -- Outback Steakhouse. YUM! At that point, I said, "Screw Weight Watchers!" and ate what I wanted, although I did defer and get the filet rather than my favorite ribeye. I even drank a couple of beers! Light beer, of course, but since that's what I drank before I started trying to lose weight, it wasn't a sacrifice.
Overall, it was a great day for me. I didn't get much writing done, although while I was sitting waiting for my truck to be cleaned I did work on a query letter that I'll be submitting for comments to the workshop I'm taking.
So now I'm 29 again. Wonder how long I'll be able to get away with that?
5 Comments:
Happy Belated Birthday!!!! :)
By Larissa Ione, at 9:42 AM
ditto Larissa..glad it was fun!
By Sharon, at 5:42 PM
Thanks Larissa and Sharon!
By Lynn, at 6:09 PM
Hey! Don't feel guilty about eating. It's your birthday so you gotta let your hair down and have fun. As for age, it's all mental, girl. *grins* I'm older than you, and looking forward to a new decade in my life. Bring on the strippers!
By Silma, at 8:06 PM
I didn't feel guilty about eating. Not too guilty, anyway. *g* And I know age is mental -- sometimes I feel 78 years old. And hey, looking at your picture, I don't believe you're older than me. You know I'm not really 29, right? *g*
By Lynn, at 12:52 PM
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