Well, Friday was "a big one"...
... and frankly I'm happy to be an age that finally matches how I think of myself.
It was very much of a standard day for one and all, and that's just how I wanted it.
I did a double-take after checking the weather, certain that I had tapped on the wrong town. A bit of rain and snow? Here? In late March? Apparently my birthday weather follows me, as there always seems to be a chance of rain or snow on my birthday. Dark billowy clouds alternated with cold sunshine all day.
Don was at work in the morning but expected a half day, and the fact that he is hardly ever in town on my birthday made his presence gift enough. However, while the kids and I were at Amy's dance class, he sneaked home and filled the house with balloons. The kids thought this was the greatest thing ever. I was just glad to be home after driving around in Friday afternoon traffic, and not feeling terribly in the party spirit. A couple of nice phone conversations with friends and family and a cup of coffee set me straight, and the rest of our afternoon and evening was lovely.
I made my own cake and the kiddos added the sprinkles.
A big number 3 candle on top seemed as good as any.
Dinner was Sausage-Kale soup, homemade bread, and martini(s). And cake.
The whole weekend was cold and rainy, but we did manage a short local "hike" and went to church on Sunday. It was a just-right sort of birthday weekend.