The Birthday Rundown

My birthday has come and gone and I regret to inform you that there was no giant cake with anyone to jump out of it... maybe next year.

Here's a quick rundown of my birthday,

• 6:00 am- Kids run into my room to wake me up, "Mom, it's your birthday! Hurry and wake up Mom!". I think my kids have my birthday slightly confused with Christmas.
• 6:15 am- Nate gets up with the kids. I make a sorry attempt to sleep in.
• 7:30 am- I get my lazy birthday body out of bed and get ready to go to Shady Maple, which can also be referred to as heaven on earth. All things that are good and pure full of high caloric intake and deep fried goodness can be found there. The other reason why we went to Shady Maple was because you get to eat for FREE on your birthday. And as we've discussed before, the cheap frugal part of me is just screaming with excitement. FREE and BIRTHDAY are two words that belong together.
• 8:30 am- I realize that I didn't bring along my ID as proof that it's my birthday. My birthday excitement is crushed.
• 9:00-10:30 am- Stuff myself to the point of almost wanting to vomit. I'm thinking that bulimia doesn't sound half bad right now.

• 11:30-6:00 pm- Nate and I go back and forth, "What do you want to do? I don't know. What do you want to do? Well, it's your birthday, you should decide what you want to do. Well, it is my birthday and I don't want to have to decided what to do." This continued for the majority of the day.
• 6:30 pm- I decide to make dinner while Nate folded the clothes (happy birthday to me). We put the kids in bed and sit around again..."What do you want to do? I don't know. What do you want to do? Well, it's your birthday, you should decide what you want to do. Well, it is my birthday and I don't want to have to decided what to do." We are a hopeless cause.
• 7:30-9:30 pm- Nate and I watch the movie Invasion (I'm a sucker for scary movies).
• 9:30 pm- Again..."What do you want to do? I don't know. What do you want to do? Well, it's your birthday, you should decide what you want to do. Well, it is my birthday and I don't want to have to decided what to do.... Well, I think I'm just going to go to bed. Sounds good to me."
  

Lets just say my birthday left much to be desired. But since I'm such a firm believer in *extended birthdays* my birthday wasn't a total loss.

On day number 2 of my birthday I had a girls night out complete with dessert crepes and a hot tub. It was a blast!

Amy & Val, crepe makers extraordinaire

Trust me, it tastes better than it looks. Blowing out the candle on my birthday crepe. Then things got crazy! (As crazy as things could get with 18 women and a bottle of non-alcoholic sparkling apple cider)

Here is my failed attempt at trying to recreate my New Years Eve face. In case you've forgotten (and I don't know how you could have) I posted it below.

( When I was telling Nate that I looked partially retarded he said to me, "Partially? That's a whole lot more than partially retarded honey." I think he's secretly trying to tell me I look HOT!)

For Day number 3 of my birthday Nate and I went out to dinner with some friends to this awesome Thai restaurant. Again, I stuff myself well past the point of comfort. Instead of bulimia, this time I'm thinking I could learn a thing or two from anorexics.

That pretty much sums it up. Thanks for all the birthday wishes. I was definitely feelin' the love!

(*Extended Birthday*: A celebration of the day of one's birth that extends 3-7 days before or after the actual birthday. So technically it's still my birthday)