Today is my birthday. On this day in 1976 I made my entrance into the world. Yep… that would make me 30. Somehow I thought this day would be rougher than it really is. I am working on moving into the next decade of my life. In fact, I am embracing it. I am looking forward to my thirties.
So I bet you are dying to know how Elle plans to spend her thirtieth birthday. If not, I am going to tell you anyway.
It is currently 10 am and I have yet to shower. I took today off of work. I have been working full time the past two weeks since the lady I job share with is in Colorado taking care of her father. (Thinking of you Jan!) So yet another Jan (Janet in this case) is filling in for me.
My fantastic husband made me a delicious breakfast. In the supermarket the other day he asked if I wanted Grands Cinnamon rolls for my breakfast on my birthday. I thought I would like Blini instead. This is Saturday morning treat that I make. D hasn’t ever made them and anything considered a pancake is a bit of a challenge for him. He looked at me and said, "but I don’t know how to make those." I said I would be happy to do it. But to my surprise he was making breakfast when I got up. So blini and bacon for breakfast.
I then sat down to do some serious blog reading. I have been neglectful of my reading since working full time. I feel guilty if I sit there and read blogs if there are people around. Of course as soon as everyone leaves I check in a little. So my goal was to read all the blogs on my blogroll and comment on as many as possible. I believe I have accomplished that goal. Sorry Margaret, yours wasn’t working this morning for some reason.
Oh! D also gave me my birthday gift. I got a Donna Karan gift box. I have been out of perfume for eons and miss it terribly. I am allergic to most perfumes (shocking!) and Cashmere Mist is one of the only ones that doesn’t make me sneeze. Trust me I have smelled nearly every perfume out there. So now I will smell pretty again.
I plan on doing some final weed pulling in my garden this morning. We are having a party on Saturday and the thought of my yard looking like crap with people coming over frightens me. So one last section to go!
D also told me yesterday that he has my afternoon planned. He is coming home at lunch and we will probably go grab something quick to eat. A turkey sandwich (for me) at Arbys sounds good. Give me a break! I like them. They make a mean turkey and swiss. I am a sucker for a turkey sandwich.
Then we are leaving Tacoma around 2:45 to go to Olympia where my MIL is taking me over to Kelly’s to get a manicure and pedicure! Woo hoo! Then D and I get to spend the rest of the afternoon together. (if time) I would love to run to downtown Oly and go to the jewelry store to get my rings cleaned. They are just about nasty.
Then we will do chat (for the adoption agency) at 6:00. Then off to Indian Summer Country Club for dinner. They have the best ravioli! Love it! Oh and the Vodka Collins are to die for. Not to mention the Creme brule that I can’t eat, but will anyway.
Saturday we are having a party for my birthday. D let me order a fancy cake from a real bakery. I am so excited. They are one of those swanky bakeries that makes the designer wedding cakes. And of course being the princess that I am I conned them into letting me have rolled fondant icing. (just because I think it is pretty) Had to pay through the nose for it, but I don’t care. The menu for the evening will be all cajun! We had originally thought of having the party at From the Bayou, a local restaurant. But we thought it would be more fun, and cheaper to do it at our own house. Thus the copious yard work. So the meal is Cajun rubbed brisket on the grill, Chicken and andouille jambalaya and a cajun salad. The plan is to roll the beer fridge onto the back patio, but I am thinking just clearing a path might be the better bet.
I really am excited about all of this. Thank you all for your love and friendships. Thanks to all who have sent the e-cards and email wishes. I treasure every one of them. Now I am going to leave you with an excerpt from a book that a friend sent me as a birthday greeting:
From Here and Now – Living in the Spirit, by Henri J. M. Nouwen
Birthdays need to be celebrated. I think it is more important to celebrate a birthday than a successful exam, a promotion, or a victory. Because to celebrate a birthday means to say to someone: “Thank you for being you.” Celebrating a birthday is exalting life and being glad for it. On a birthday we do not say: “Thanks for what you did, or said, or accomplished.” No, we say: “Thank you for being born and being among us.”
On birthdays we celebrate the present. We do not complain about what happened or speculate about what will happen, but we lift someone up and let everyone say: “We love you.”
I know a friend, who, on his birthday, is picked up by his friends, carried to the bathroom, and thrown clothes and all into a tub full of water. Everyone eagerly awaits his birthday, even he himself. I have no idea where this tradition came from, but to be lifted up and “re-baptized” seems like a very good way to have your life celebrated. We are made aware that although we have to keep our feet on the ground, we are created to reach to the heavens, and that, although we easily get dirty, we can always be washed clean again and our life given a new start.
Celebrating a birthday reminds us of the goodness of life, and in this spirit we really need to celebrate people’s birthdays every day, by showing gratitude, kindness, forgiveness, gentleness, and affection. These are ways of saying: “It’s good that you are alive; it’s good that you are walking with me on this earth. Let’s be glad and rejoice. This is the day that God has made for us to be and to be together.”