Today is my birthday. I'll just admit it... I'm 37. I'm really not ok with this. Somehow 37 just sounds a whole lot older than 36. I was ok with 36, but 37... wow. But I've decided that I will not be one of those vain people who refuses to tell their age, however much I dislike the number. And I'm learning from the past. Years ago, when I was still, oh, 23 or so, I thought I was fat. Now, after five children, I look back at those photos and think how darn skinny I was! I figure it will be the same with this... one day I will look back and think how young I was at 37, so I might as well stay positive about this. Fortunately John doesn't care. He says he likes old women.
We dropped the kids off in Indiana over the weekend and John and I have had a fabulous "vacation". John wanted to go somewhere, but I wanted to go home and enjoy the peace and quiet! So we did. On the way back from Indiana, we stopped at Cataract Falls for a picnic lunch and made it back in time to go to Downtown after Dinner.
Sunday we went to Olive Garden for a late lunch and saw "Superman Returns", which we both knew we would like since Roger Ebert hated it. We ran errands at Lowe's and Walmart and rented "Glory" to watch at home.
On Monday, we rented a pontoon boat and spent the day on the lake. It was a perfect day for it, though everybody and their brother was out on the lake. John fished, I read books, we ate our picnic lunch, swam and boated. We had a great time. After we turned in the boat, we stopped at a roadside stand for cheeseburgers and chocolate shakes and went to play putt-putt golf. John creamed me... but he also had quite the advantage. The engineers at his work have an ongoing putt-putt rivalry and sometimes they all go during their lunch hour. John is really good at putt-putt. Geeks.
On the 4th of July, John tried to mow, but it began raining... a real gully-washer! We ended up moving the boys' computer upstairs to the living room where we can keep a closer eye on them. We went to a 4th of July BBQ and fireworks at a friend's house.
And today... my birthday! I'm 37, did you know? I went to yoga this morning, ran errands downtown and then used one of my Christmas massage gift certificates. It was heaven! I roamed the mall in complete serenity. Tonight, John took me to Patti's for my birthday dinner, but since tomorrow is our anniversary, they sang "Let Me Call You Sweetheart" to the both of us. We browsed all the shops filled with glass and breakables, as carefree as you please. It was wonderful.
Tomorrow, they all return. And I am glad.