My birthday week started Friday evening when each of the grandmas took the kids. Bubbles went with their dad’s mom and Buggy went with my mom. I had grand plans to clean the house, make some candles, crochet some hats, just generally get caught up on all the things that get pushed to the side. Chasing the baby and playing Legos with the Bug are far more important than housework.
Well these plane were derailed when my uncle called me. We talked on the phone from 10:30ish until 4:30 in the morning. It was so very nice to catch up with him. When he calls it is like talking to my dad. It makes me so happy that he thinks about us and wants to spend his time talking to me. Though that phone call was so long I didn’t get anything done and ended up sleeping until one in the afternoon. No complaints it was a good talk.
I plan to do something fun in prep for my awesome party every night this week. I’m crocheting a Sorting Hat to be a table center piece, making some butterbeer hopefully, and some decorative bunting. I finally get to have my Harry Potter themed party I have been trying to plan for year. So excited!!!
I’ve also decided I’m not going to be 27. I am not that old…I’m turning 25 for every birthday I can until I finally look too old to pass for 25. I took a poll and as of right now the general consensus is that I don’t look older than 23 so that’s good.
It is so good though to have a day where you can be in charge and whatever you say goes. I love being spoiled for a day. The sad part is my brother couldn’t get it off work, and my boyfriend has to work. Either way it will be awesome.
Gotta go baby is napping and I have to get to work on cleaning the house, even if it gets undone ten minutes after he wakes up. It’s the show of effort that counts right?