Today was my birthday. It was also my husband’s birthday (he’s one year older). I am now 37. I know once you’re in your late thirties, birthdays aren’t such a big deal anymore (heck, anything after 21 is pretty dull), but I still like to make a big deal of it. Because what better chance do you have to celebrate your life? Not to mention our kids think it’s pretty neat that they get to celebrate both parents’ birthdays on the same day.
My son and I have a mutual love for all things breakfast, and he is caring and thoughtful so he asked me what I wanted for breakfast on my birthday (kids also happened to have a scheduled day off today). I told him one of my favorites is waffles with whipped cream and strawberries, so he excitedly declared he was going to fix breakfast for me. Eggo waffles are easy to make in the toaster, and he assured me he could cut the strawberries all by himself. And sure enough, at 7 am this morning he was waking me up to eat. We had a little trouble with the whipped cream canister, but it was still delicious. And the smile on his face was priceless. It gave him so much joy, to be able to do something all by himself. For me. What a kid. I am so blessed.
The kids and I pretty much relaxed most of the day, with the exception of our trip to the Secretary of State. I needed to apply for a state ID card and cancel my driver’s license. That didn’t go quite as well as expected, as I had to go back home and get my birth certificate, but it still went better than it could have. Once I was there with the proper documents, it was a quick process. They took my money and my picture, and sent me on my way. I’m glad to have that done. No more valid driver’s license for me.
Since it’s also my husband’s birthday, I wanted to be sure to do something special for him too. The plan was to make his favorite dinner, penne sausage marinara. It was delicious, as usual, and we have plenty of leftovers for tomorrow’s lunches.
Yesterday I had a doctor’s visit, and tomorrow I have another one, so it was nice to have this one day in between to break up the monotony. It was definitely a day of celebration here. Another year in the books. A rough year, but we made it through. I look forward to the next one, and have high hopes that it will involve lots more relaxing than the past.