Yesterday was my birthday! Thirty-six years. I went through a phase where I didn't want to celebrate anymore birthdays; I just wanted to pretend that I wasn't getting any older. But I've changed my tune. I've decided that I'll gladly take another year of being a beloved Wife and Mama. Even if each year brings a few more lines and gray hairs.
On Friday, the in-laws came to visit, bringing the kids pizza and a movie so that Bear and I could get away for a few hours. We went to eat at a Mexican restaurant with a live mariachi band, then we went to see the new Star Trek. Wow! I didn't think I was going to like it that much, but now I can't wait for the dvd to come out. My childhood crush on Spock has been renewed.
(Bear asked me "The new Spock or the old Spock?" My answer is neither; it's not the actors I have a crush on, it's the character!)
My birthday was a nice, laid-back day with the family. We went to church, I organized photos on my new laptop, the kids played in the sprinkler, and Bear grilled burgers. Desert was cheesecake and wine. It was a good day.