The birthday cake has been devoured and all the presents have been opened. That means my 31st birthday is officially in the history books. How did it stack up in comparison to other birthdays? Well let’s find out.
– Cake with lots of icing from Publix
– Harry Potter British edition eBooks for Kindle
– Nightgown t-shirt that says “Bear Hug” with a black bear on it
– Star Wars tin lunch box
– Dinner at Red Lobster
– Dinner at Chick-Fil-A
Over all, this birthday was a really good birthday. 🙂 Not just cause of the presents, although those were nice. No, what makes a happy birthday for me is that I’m alive.
I’m not sick.
I’m not in the hospital.
I’m not at the doctor’s office.
I did visit the urologist, but it was a scheduled visit. And I didn’t have to hang around to be admitted to the hospital. Being sick on your birthday is stinky. I’ve been there done that many, many times. This year, thankfully, wasn’t one of those years.
What else was happy about it? I saw my aunt and uncle I don’t get to see very often. Mom, Dad, and Tyler all surprised me and came through town on their way home from vacation.
I got many birthday wishes from dear friends all over the country and in other parts of the world.
My sweet husband humored me most of the weekend preceding and even more on the actual day of.
I have my four sweet furry cats who adore me. I even got snuggles for my birthday from Caramel for a little while.
I have been richly blessed.
It’s been a very happy birthday.