Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Birthdays and balloons

Today is in fact my birthday. Don’t ask me which one because I can’t remember and, yes, I know that a little bit of mental math could help me figure it out, but I don’t want to know that badly. But whatever birthday this is, I follow some absolutes when it comes to birthdays.

1. I sleep as much as I can on my birthday. Miles has been getting up earlier and earlier over the course of the last few weeks. I think he is ready to transition to one nap, but the attempt we made at that this week was not enjoyable. So…he gets up early in the mornings because he is so well rested. This means that today started at 5:45. Not cool; however, Chris wanted me to be able to sleep in until at least 7 on my birthday, so he took morning duty even though he got home after I was in bed last night.

2. I don’t work out on my birthday. And, just so you know, no one that knows me has to work out on my birthday either (or so my mom and I decided today). You’re welcome.

3. I don’t do anything that I don’t have to do on my birthday. This means that I cleaned everything last night so that I wouldn’t have any guilt today or have to look at my gross bathroom anymore. ( I did have to go to the grocery store though because we ran out of milk this morning).

4. I eat whatever I want on my birthday. And a lot of it. Oh, and I don’t cook any of it. Ever. Breakfast was provided by Yoplait. Lunch by Chick-fil-a. Dinner from Qdoba. And dessert, a slice of carrot cake bought by my wonderful husband at the grocery store.

So today was a pretty good birthday by my account. Of course, it would have been better if Chris could have been around for more of it. But he did buy me some shoes that he knew I was kind of obsessed with. Oh, and a gift card for something called a hot stone pedicure. Sounds exotic.

Miles celebrated my birthday by getting his first balloon at the grocery store. I’m just glad it didn’t pop.


And I also hope that I don’t pop. I might not be able to get into any of my clothes tomorrow. What am I wearing right now, you ask?  Sweat pants. Did I not mention that as another rule?


Kimba said...

i like these birthday rules! love the pic, too.

and wow, sleeping in until 7 sounds divine! i totally know the feeling! i hate 5:45 mornings.

merathon said...

glad it was a fab birthday! but where are the pictures of you strutting in the new kicks?

Jess Christensen said...

Happy Birthday! Have you guys moved to Denver yet?