Well, my birthday is almost over, the last one beginning with the #3. Time flies when you're having fun, right?
It's been a good day and I am grateful for the thoughtfulness of family and friends. I walked this morning with my friend, I came home and cleaned and straightened (it is Monday after all!), I laid on my bed to read and ended up having a little nap in my quiet house, then our family went out for an early dinner to P F Changs, and for a walk around Temple Square.
I appreciate the cards from my parents and grandma's, the awesome gifts, the cupcakes from my skinny neighbor who is always bringing treats by, and even though I am not a fan of Facebook, it was fun to receive birthday wishes from friends scattered all over the country.
I was thinking of some past birthday memories and thought I would share-
The year I was born was exactly like this year with Father's Day falling on the Sunday before I was born. I'm sure I was the best gift my dad could ever hope for. ;-) I was born on the first day of summer too.
When I turned 3 (I think) my mom told me I could do anything I wanted to celebrate my birthday. Apparently I was lacking in the imagination department and could not think of one thing to do. I believe I ended up dancing on the coffee table. Does this girl know how to party, or what?
I remember a slumber party in my backyard with all my neighbor friends.
When I turned 16, my parents threw a surprise party for me. I was so surprised and happy, I started to cry.
When I turned 20, I went through the St. George Temple for the first time and married Clint the following week.
Clint threw another surprise party for me after we were married. It was a surprise too, I had no idea.
For two birthdays in a row, Clint and I celebrated without kids. Caleb and Caitlin were at Camp Hobe.
Life is good and I have so much to be grateful for. Goodnight!