I made Troy laugh really hard one day last month when I said, "Remember when I used to be cute? Now I'm...useful." He of course assured me that I'm still cute but....come on. I just turned 52. I think "cute" might be in the rearview mirror for me. It's ok. I really like being useful! I tell this to people at work all the time since I came back after a 22+ year break - that I don't really love looking or feeling old, but I actually love being old. I'm so much more comfortable with myself. And with other people. And I love knowing how to do things.
My birthday this year was on a Sunday. I love Sundays. But not for birthdays. That must be partly because I love going out to eat on my birthday and we don't really do that on Sundays. But that's ok - my family made it so special. Funny thing - I always feel like May is my month because first of all, it's the best weather EVER. And then there is Mother's Day and THEN there is my birthday. I definitely get more showered than I really should be.
Huh. I don't think I even mentioned mother's day - it was so fun! My sister Margaret came to town and she and my niece Mary Grace came for dinner. Mary Grace is in medical school at the UofU and is so busy we never see her. But we had a lovely meal together on Mother's Day and my kids gave me sweet little gifts like a necklace and lovely candle holders.
Back to my birthday...well, Troy really gave me the best gift ever.
Before I get to that though, I will tell you about my darling office-mates who have figured out that I have and love chickens. They found these cute chicken-themed gifts for me. It's becoming a problem actually. Anyone who knows I am a chicken fan thinks of me whenever they come across something even vaguely chickeny. I'm sent dozens of reels and memes about chickens, I receive chicken art, chicken clothing, chicken housewares. And to tell you the truth I actually love it all. But our house is developing a theme that is stronger than I meant it to be.
Also before I get to the best gift ever, I'm happy to tell you that our Stake's annual trip up to the hills of Heber to clean and open up the Aspen Lakes camp did not happen ON my birthday this year. It was the day before. On the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend. I shouldn't complain....but I'm going to....sometimes I'm not that excited to clean and open camp. Somehow it's always on Memorial Day weekend. Ok but at least it wasn't on my actual birthday. And the people we clean with are really wonderful people. I'll stop murmuring for now - though I'm sure to pick it up again next May.
We're almost to the best gift ever. Look at this sweet message that my Emma posted:
Awwww. I love her.
Ok, finally it's time. My birthday was a lovely Sunday. I'm currently serving in the young women group and one of the girls made this absolutely fantastic chocolate peanut butter cake and brought it to our class. I confess to doing some gobbling.
I'm realizing that I can't really remember what we had for dinner or anything because my memory is filled only with this amazing and hilarious gift from Troy. I was already very spoiled - I got another pair of shoes from my favorite company, Duck Feet. I don't think it will be too many more years before those are the only shoes I wear. Except when cleaning camp.
Anyway, we were on the back porch and I was opening gifts. The kids were very cute and got me some flower legos because I wanted something bright and cheery for my office, which has no windows. No real plant could live there. And then Troy came up behind me and lowered a very large gift into my lap. I opened it and we all started giggling like crazy.
That's right, baby! The Twilight house!! We were laughing so hard. I felt like it was equal parts a teasing joke and supportive of me enjoying something that spoke deeply to my inner 13-year-old self. So fun and funny too. I built it up in the next couple of days and it's now prominently displayed in my kitchen.
I am truly loved by my family. And I truly love them back.
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