29 is mighty fine

For some reason turning 29 was a bit depressing for me. It just sounds so much older than 28. It also doesn't help that next year I'll be entering a new decade of my life. The day before my birthday I started thinking about "what I had to show" for my life at this age and I started getting depressed because as a kid, this isn't where I thought I'd be when I was 29. However, I also aspired to be the General Relief Society President when I was kid, so my goals back then can't be trusted completely.

After getting down on myself about where I'm at in life I started to feel guilty about feeling so negatively. I know that my life is filled with blessings and that my life is also better than it was a year ago. I think even though the progress seems slow, when I look back an entire year--I can see that my life has changed drastically and we've made several (and necessary) improvements. That is what really matters. Maybe if this year Danny was in jail or I was working in a sweat shop, I could have reason to feel down, but the truth is, my life is pretty awesome.

It's funny how 100 little facebook comments can really make your day! I always think when I wish someone a happy birthday among the 12,000 other people--that mine won't be noticed or that it'll just be a trite little gesture but after getting so many little notes and messages it's amazing to me how much it cheered me up!

It also helps that Danny totally rose to the birthday challenge. I kind of feel bad for him because he knows I have high expectations and I kind of can't help it. Birthdays were a big deal for us when I was younger. I mean, it is celebrating another year of life! So birthdays were always a great reason to celebrate. So, he knows that not only do I go all out for HIM, but despite my best efforts not to, I have expectations that he will match my thoughtfulness. Not always easy for a guy. I'm just sayin...

But I got a delicious breakfast in bed (scrambled eggs w/ squash and zucchini and toast). Yum. I got a GC to iTunes and we went to dinner that night. He also had Cole decorate the house with signs that said "Happy Birthday Mommy" and Cole was super cute all day about telling me that it was my birthday. He's at such a cute age, dangit. I just love it.

So, my birthday was a success. I've got a big year to live up to. It reminds me of that song by Tim McGraw. My Next 30 Years. Great song.

Anywho, I'm off to catch some beauty rest. Toodles.

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