And noooo, I didn't misspell birtday

it's just how I grew up saying it. You know, some people like to keep there birthday's quiet, unassuming. no, not me. I was the baby in my family, and so I was ridiculously spoiled on my birthday with stuff. I no longer have such high demands, but I do still love feeling just a tad wonderful. Think about it... I'm 47 now, and still get happy at birthdays. I ordered my birthday present yesterday, bc my dh just couldn't pick it out from the list I gave him. Don't worry, those little things don't matter at all to me, I'm extreeeeeeemely practical. So, I was looking for a Celtic cross since I was a Duffy before marriage, and love most things Irish. Well I discovered that most of those crosses looked just a tad too manly for me. I began looking at all these other crosses and the stories behind them, and came across this one. It had the neatest story with it, so I had to get it. Yup, this is my birthday present, and I can't wait to get it. If you are interested in her story, here it is: St. Brigid. Most of them (the stories) are fairly long, but in short, she was very caring to the poor, and shared Christ to those around her in ways that they could understand. That is my life's goal of course, more than nursing, wiving or even mothering. That I could be used by Him. So this cross seemed a perfect reminder for me.

So...what will I do on this momentous day? Cover my gray for one, and get hair trimmed. I'm fine with turning 47, but derned if I'll be completely gray by 50. I can't do a dang thing about the wrinkles and sagging b...... but cover the gray I will! Later dh and ds will take me for a little treat before I head out to scrap. As I've mentioned somewhere before, my daughter also shares my birthday, but she is gone on an Ag. convention until tomorrow night. So, we will go out as a family Sunday night. I still get to do my favorite thing tonight...well one of my favorite things....and then I still get to party Sunday.

so..you have a fun day too, K!