Yesterday (March 11th) was my 37th birthday. Since my birthday always seems to fall on a weekday, they usually end up being pretty uneventful affairs. But luckily, I have a great hubby and friends who always make me feel special. This birthday was difficult because my grandfather Everett was buried in Arlington National Cemetary on March 11th. But I soldiered on knowing my grandfather is no longer in pain and probably raising hell already up in heaven.
I woke up to birthday greetings from my husband and then he gave me what I hoping he would get me. A $100 New Balance Store gift certificate. Yipee! Can't I tell you how triflin' I've been about getting new running shoes? Well, I wore the last pair down so much that after my last run about 2 weeks ago, I could barely walk for three days! $%@#! After work I went straight to the New Balance Store and got these beauties (and some SuperFeet Inserts for my falling arches).
I understand that most shoe salespeople work on commission but why did the saleswoman offer me some silver shoelaces to go with my shoes? When I promptly told her I only run on a treadmill, she looked a bit embarrassed for even offering.
Right before my 10am class, I get a text message from my friend Jen saying there was a surprise for me in the work fridge. Oh Lord! Last year, Jen surprised me with a carrot cake that was sinful and divine. What was she up to this time? :o)
After class, I literally skipped back to my office to discover that Jen had bought me a Spiced Bavarian Creme Cake that was absolutely delicious. It was so beautifully decorated though that I was almost (and almost being the operative word here) too afraid to cut it. I had 2 huge slices at work because birthday calories don't count.
When I got home, my husband asked me if we could postpone my birthday dinner to Sunday. He just had an oral surgery the day before and could only eat soup so he wouldn't be able to eat anything on the menu and since I wanted to go out and buy the new Sade CD, I was more than happy to postpone it. I went out and bought the long-awaited Soldier of Love CD. I haven't gotten past the first two songs yet because I keep replaying them over and over again. Sade's voice is beautiful as ever and I'm mad that she is 52 years old and still looks this damn good:
So although it was a relatively quiet birthday, I'm happy to celebrate another year with close family and friends and though my grandpa EJ is gone, he'll never be forgotten.