We get our meat delivered frozen from the same place that delivers our milk. Early every Thursday morning, they leave the delivery in a cooler we leave on the front porch. Jeremy isn’t sure what happened, but last week’s meat order was forgotten in the cooler (somehow the milk and eggs got taken into the house, though). So when he opened the cooler this morning to get the week’s milk delivery, he got a noseful of rotten meat. Maybe not the best way to start the morning.
We went downtown to meet Tony & Natasha’s new baby, Sara. Two weeks old! I forget how small they are at the very beginning.
As soon as I got home, I had to take Vince out to Giant to buy groceries for the scout campout this weekend. As usual, it was a terrible concoction of sugary cereal, mac and cheese, beef jerky and 10,000 snack items.
Today is my birthday. It’s a big one – I’m 45. My parents called me late at night (8:15 pm) and laughed and asked me how old I was and when I said 45!, they told me that in 10 years, I can join the AARP. I laughed and said, well me being 45 makes you guys how old? We celebrated last night because tonight Jeremy had a meeting downtown and I had Edda’s back to school night to go to, so we weren’t going to be together.
Jeremy made me a delicious dinner with all the things I love, including a beet salad. He bought the strawberry & cream cake I like from Whole Foods. He got blue cheese & pretzel bread.
I got a pin cushion for my pins & needles. It’s filled with emery to keep the needles clean and sharp.
I know I tell you that I like things that are at the $8 price point, but don’t think I’m not drawn to expensive stuff like everyone else. Every time I find myself at a high end mall, I’ve walked into the Lululemon store and touched the running gear and looked at the prices and then walked out. Jeremy was determined to buy some stuff at Lululemon for me for my birthday, but then all his female co workers told him he couldn’t possibly patronize Lululemon because they fat-shame people and instead directed him to Athleta (a store that he had never heard of). So I got a new running bra from Athleta and it’s, by far, the nicest bra I have. My boobs totally didn’t move at all during the whole run this morning.
To get all touchy-feely, I’m keenly aware that, at 45, I’m (most likely) past the halfway point of my life. I’m working hard to release the bad energy and to harness the good energy and enjoy the ride. I’ve been given so, so very much, I try to repay it back everyday. I strive to be grateful at the start of each day where I get to try again. Thank you all for being part of my life, I hope I’m doing good by you.