Hey. In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve been missing lately. It’s mostly because I don’t have anything brilliant or witty or bright to say. Therefore I’ve been sparing your eyes and ears (which is really only applicable if you read aloud like me.) regarding the ho-hum, humdrum life I’ve been leading.
In other words, we have no adventures going on here.
That is not to say we have not been adventuring, we have!
In fact this past weekend we went to a wedding. Where I managed to snap a whopping two photos…they were stinky and blurry. So the photo of the very happy family has been kidnapped from a friend’s photos. Thanks anonymous and yet totally credited (in my heart) friend!
That evening we went to my former college roommate and her husband’s house for super delicious homemade dinner. The guys fixed, broke, and fixed again the wood chipper. (I’m pretty certain they were trying to chip a Christmas tree. A very old, dried, and evidently too large Christmas tree. Good Job guys!) Shelly and I, meanwhile, had the good sense to keep our tushies in-doors and just catch up.
Shelly might just kill me for this post, but I will gladly point out that she was at the end of her day and had been cleaning and cooking. I’m just a very poor timing stalker.
We also planned a girl’s weekend at the beach. We’re planning on sending photos of condolences to our working stiff husbands.
I did not take this photo. Alex did. I was busy being elated that I’d get to sleep on the way home. Hence the stupid grin.
That’s about it. This weekend is my birthday, and while I was for a while looking forward to it. I’m looking forward to it less and less with each passing day. I’m not sure if it’s the lack of childhood YIPPEE that you don’t get as an adult, the stark reality that presents will be small or non-existent (yes this is a total 1st world, middle class whine…I get it) due to the economy and the reality of our financial situation. Or what, mostly my thoughts on the day are to wake up when everyone else is sleeping and lay out in my hammock staring at the stars. I don’t know…the weekend just doesn’t seem that big a deal anymore. I kinda wish that I was still the age that cardboard boxes really excited me. Not the age when my first thought about my birthday was “Crap, how do we handle the extra expense of a car registration!?”
Oh well, it will be awesome to visit with the family. And I get cake. (Which actually doesn’t excite me….but does the rest of the family which is good.) And booze. And then some legal explosives. Thanks Georgia!
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This is my first time visiting your blog. But since you’re birthday is coming soon then I would like to say Happy Birthday!
Mila,
I’ll join you on wishing Stephanie a Happy Birthday and say hello, – good to see you stopping by!
~ Pat
Happy (almost) birthday! I completely understand the thought, James (my fiance) and I happen to have birthdays that are 3 days apart…so 2 car registrations….yay *not*!
And..oh…I can only imagine what Shelly is saying about this blog post!
But, I can honestly say – both of you are just as sweet and cute as you can possibly be!!
You don’t HAVE to have cake. It’s not a law. I see nothing bad about birthday pie or cookies or margaritas.
So, I’m behind on my blog reading (and writing for that matter) and I’m just now getting to the disastrous picture that you’ve posted of me on your blog…you could have warned me that it would be appearing in public! I might have made an effort to smile and hold my head up. From now on, you are forbidden to post pictures without my express permission and approval! Love ya!