Happy Birthday to Me!!!!!!!!!!!

Most people my age start to dread the years as they start to creep up. I even know lots of people that lie about their age, but I am not one of them. I've decided that every year I am still getting up every day and facing the world is a success. So here I am another year older and I will not shirk from it but instead will celebrate it. Celebrating with your children always helps in making it special, they don't care how old you are and they can make such a fuss over you, and no matter how old you are that can make you feel special.

So dear reader you may ask just how many years I do have under my belt and the answer is simple, 35. I was born at five in the morning and according to my mother I was supposed to be a boy. So shocked were they that my older sister is the one who named me -- thanks sis. I am the youngest of three girls and therefore very spoiled. I enjoy attention (always have) and have no issue letting other people do the work for me -- Gil can attest to that.

I may not have a specialized career or a fancy degree but when you look at what I have accomplished it's pretty good. I have a wonderful supportive husband, and four amazing kids. We have a house, and a van, I'm realively healthy and for the most part I am content. There are times when I long to travel the world, or sit in a class and feed my brain with something other than "kid-talk". I long to be fitter than I am, or to enjoy a leisurely coffee with a friend, but all and all I am content.

So I will tuck myself into bed now in my new birthday jammies -- which are suprisingly like Halloween jammies -- and wake up to kids, presents, cake, and bowling with my twin sister Coral who suprisingly is celebrating a birthday too. You see we were seperated at birth and miraculously found each other in our college days (at least that's what we like to claim), and I will hug my kids extra, and hug Gil extra and take some time just to enjoy my special day and to reflect on my goals for the following year.