Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Celebrate Good Times (Come On!)

We had a busy weekend. 

My birthday was on Saturday, and after being reminded of the event on Thursday, I mentally geared up for the last official year of my twenties.  I say "official" because, for the first time in my life, I feel the magnetic pull of my thirties tugging me to the top of the proverbial hill that I will eventually topple over, and I can't guarantee that I won't be 29 for the next six or seven years. 

You just play along.

And for what I expected to be a real non-event, my birthday turned out to be a pretty big event.  My sister Amy and I had an amazingly rich and authentic lunch at a tiny French patisserie and I gorged myself on French cheesecake before trying on random dresses at a store.  I get such limited time away from the kids, so I was eternally grateful for an afternoon of silence and was glad to spend it with Amy.  Joel just doesn't have the coloring for a leopard print halter top.

The portion of the day that I influenced, dinner, was ironically the part that made me feel more like 79 and less like 29.  I'd asked to eat at one of my favorite restaurants; a place that serves up amazing flatbread pizzas, and after a forty-five minute wait in the stifling heat,  we were finally seated.  I opened up the menu and gaped in horror.  Yes, horror.  Yes, about flatbread pizza.

Did they remove my favorite item from the menu?  Yeah.
Did they eliminate my two back-up favorites as well?  Yeah.
Did Graham cry through the entire meal?  Yeah.
Were the people seated next to us three-sheets-to-the-wind and shouting profanities two feet from my sons?  Yeah.
Did they seat us in a crowded, wood floored and paneled banquet room designed to amplify sounds?  Oh, heck yeah.
Did my husband, in an effort to quiet them while appealing to their raucous nature, carry Graham over and ask them to lay off the language so that our youngest wouldn't "drop an "f bomb" during church on Sunday?  Hrmph.  What do you think?

But even though dinner did not play out the way I'd imagined, I came home to an even bigger surprise.  My husband, never one to pass up the opportunity to surprise me, had ordered a beautiful cake from a local bakery because he knew how much I enjoy beautiful desserts but also knew I'd never devote the time needed to make one for myself. 

So my family sang, showered me with generous gifts, and as we called it a night, I looked out the window to see a complete double rainbow that was so pretty it almost inspired me to make my own viral video in which I'd hoot, holler and probably wail on about my longing for Mediterranean flatbread pizzas. 

I swear it was complete.  I was just too close to capture the whole thing in one shot!
Instead, I took a picture, went it the house, and hugged my boys as my husband tucked them in bed and I soaked in the tub.

I think I'm going to like being 29 for the next seven years. 

10 comments:

  1. That was, indeed, a complete double rainbow. Scott took a panoramic shot on his phone.

    Happy birthday! I'm about to enter the last year of my thirties -- I have to say that my thirties were lovely.

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    1. Wasn't it pretty? I'm jealous of Scott's shot, there were too many houses in the way for me to capture it!

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  2. Happy Birthday!! My husband always asks rowdy, cursing people to lay off the language when my boys are around- I'm going to tell him about you hubby's approach!!

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    1. Thanks, Lori! I wish I could say that all of the people at the table received his request kindly, but the men were too far gone to be nice. The women were very nice about it.

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  3. That's a lovely cake, and a beautiful rainbow, Mary! :) May the days ahead bring you more joy and wonderful surprises along the way! :)
    Shaz

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    1. Thanks, Shaz! I really appreciate it!

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  4. Happy Birthday! I missed the fb birthday alert apparently while on vacation haha :-)

    That cake is pretty! I must say that turning 30 this year wasn't as bad as I expected....but I am pretty sure that I'll crawl in a hole and die at 40 :-p

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    1. No problem, you were busy on vacation! Glad to hear 30 is treating you well... I'll try not to dread it!

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  5. Happy Birthday!!!! I hit my 30's this year---what, where has the time gone?! I wanted to tell you to get over to our boy giveaway this week...http://www.thechirpingmoms.com/2012/06/giveaway-for-boys-and-their-dads.html to get some awesome swimsuits for the boys in your life!!!!

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Leave your own "ism". Cael and Graham double-dog dare you.