I'm really 33?! Oh man I'm 33!

I have this thing about my age.  I don't really bother with it.  I don't think about it.  I don't keep track.  If I need to know how old I am I won't even do the math.  I just ask Ian.  Once he tells me I pass it on to the person that asked or write it on the form I'm filling out and put it out of my mind.  So much so that the next time I need to know I've forgotten how old I actually am. 

Now I'm not insane.  I know within about two years how old I am.  How did this happen?  Well I turned 18 and was supposed to be a big bad adult.  Well turned out I couldn't rent a car.  I couldn't sign certain papers.  I couldn't get financial aid for school because I wasn't technically an adult until my parents said so yet I was on my own.  So fine.  Now 21 was the new adult age.  I wait for that day to come and it does and it's very uneventful. 

After that I decide I'm not caring about my age anymore.  I decided this whole waiting for a number to come up before you are somebody is dumb and I'm not going to play the game anymore.  So that is how we've arrived here.  Because I do this myself I never think about how old other people are either.  Sometimes that leaves me confused about their behavior until I figure out their age and realize I did the same thing when I was that age. Other times I find out how old or how young my friends are and I'm shocked. 

Why am I babbling on about this?  Well I lost a year.  That kinda sucks.  I was really surprised to find I was going to be 33.  Maybe it's time to start keeping track.  I swear the same thing happened last year.  As I get older what if I lose more than one year at a time?  What if I turn 80 and still think I'm 75?  Ah who cares.  It is very hard to believe I'm 33 though.  I would swear I'm still in my 20's.

I had an awesome birthday though.  I got to sleep in.  I layed in bed while I listened to Ian and the kids make breakfast for me.  I really didn't have to lift a finger all day.  The one thing I really wanted for my birthday was seafood.  There is really no where to eat seafood here in town so we made our own.  It was perfect.  I went a little crazy with the crab boil stuff and Ian and I giggled in the kitchen as our poor children were choking in the livingroom.  No one complained because they didn't know why it was happening but we all coughed and coughed until the crab was done.

I'm already planning to do this next year too.  I am also going to do a picture on my birthday.  The one I took was because I was having a particularly good hair day but unfortunately a really bad make up day.  I was almost out and had to use the wrong color makeup.  Oh well when I have wrinkles I'm so not going to care anything about that.  I'm going to do a picture for Ian two.  I think it would be fun to look back on our birthday pictures.  So thank you to my family and friends that made my day so wonderful.  Most especially Ian.

Want to hear about my loot.  I should have taken pictures.  Ian's mom got me a cupcake holder and a cupcake book.  The holder will actually hold my cupcakes.  Most don't leave enough space.  The kids loved going to the book and picking the ones they wanted made.  Kelsey made me a dessert stand.  It is awesome.  It's two plate and a candlestick holder that makes a two tier dessert stand.  I'm just sure that is not what it's called but hopefully you get the idea.  It came with lemon bars and red velvet cookies.  Sister Guthrie brought me cupcakes.  You will see those below.  Plus I got cards from the grandparents and tons of birthday wishes on facebook.

Jade waits patiently for dinner.  We had to feed her some tomatoes to hold her over.

The artichokes didn't make it to the dinner table but it didn't matter because we had tons of food.

Thank you Sister Guthrie.  So wonderful not to have to make your own cake.

We always let the kids blow out candles on our birthdays.  So we had to light and relight so Teagan and Jade could make a wish.

It was a very Happy Birthday!