Normally, I’m not that into birthdays. I think it’s because my brother (who is 3 years younger than I am) shares my birthday. So as a kid, it was never just my special day. Now that I’m celebrating the anniversary of my 29th birthday several times over, it’s not something I publicize (except today, on my blog, ha). When your baby sister calls you and has to ask how old you are followed by, “you are old,“ it sort of loses its luster.
But I got some good stuff this year! I got to eat a nice dinner alone with my dh the night before, Godiva chocolates, a dvd (Ratatouille, which I haven’t seen yet, this was a dual present for the dutchkid and I), several magazine subscriptions, a gift certificate to my favorite tea catalog (thanks mom!), not to mention the laptop I am typing on that I’ve been enjoying for months now. It was a good day. Even though I had to go to the commissary on payday, on the weekend before the holiday, with my child in tow. It was my birthday, I was invincible!