My birthday…

I had a very mellow day. I have mixed feelings about having a birthday.

1. I am not afraid of getting older.

2. I like birthday cake (though I didn’t get any.)

3. I like it when people call, email, comment on my blog, etc. (Thanks by the way!!)

4. I hate feeling like I am expecting people to call, email, comment…and they don’t.

5. I like gifts.

6. I like unexpected gifts.

7. I hate it when I expect gifts and don’t get them. Then I get mad at myself for expecting them.

8. I can only celebrate birthdays in the following years: 2009, 2010, 2015, 2020, 2021, 2026, 2027, 2032, 2037, 2038…etc.

9. Birthday are all about the kids. Even as an adult, it is all about the kids. The best part about my birthday was when I asked Sierra where her and Madeleine should take me to dinner. We went to Red Robin. She immediately told the waitress it was my birthday and then they both laughed when all of the waiters came and sang. They both helped eat my ice cream sundae. I almost cried. I missed Tony (hint about #8.)

10. Maybe celebrating a birthday 1 day out of the year is too much pressure. Maybe I need a whole week of celebrating or a whole month or a whole year…ha ha.

Thanks everyone for the well wishes!

I might take a break from blogging/internet and knit/crochet stuff for awhile as I am developing some hand strain…burning/crushed glass feeling in the palm of my hand.

Edited to add:  about #8, those are the years my birthday falls on a weekend and we could have my birthday as a family event, with Tony.  Why am I so sentimental about a birthday?  I don’t know.

Also, my hand is feeling so much better today.  That is the first time I have had that happen.  I guess it goes to show you that I am not immune to repetitive injury, even though I have strong hands.