The Thing About Birthdays…

So today I turned 29.  It was a mostly good day, as good as it can be with a mildly sick child I suppose.  I found a few new thrift stores (more on that later), spent a fun afternoon with Creamie and went to an old favorite for dinner with our little family.  And due to lack of birthday cake I had a birthday cookie with ice cream and whipped cream and called it good.  I don’t need to blow out 29 candles anyway.

I mentioned a few posts ago that I have been working on a 29th year  to do list.  For the past year I’ve kept a sort of rough draft of things that I want to accomplish/start/attempt before I hit 30.  Now, this actually has nothing to do with turning 30, just turning something.  I wanted a good long time to think about them and make sure that the things I put on my first list were things I really did want to do.  It’s gone through several drafts, with a lot of revisions and additions and etc. etc. etc. blah blah blah.

But my list is done.  I wrote it out a few days ago on cute paper with my cutest handwriting and took a picture of it so I could post it here.  And now the list has been misplaced, and the picture got lost.  Our computer recently underwent brain transplant surgery and the camera (where the other copy of this picture was still stored) had to have it’s memory card reformatted.  (As far as I can tell the only pictures that are missing are of my projects.  Thankfully.)  I still know what’s on that list, I kept a draft in my phone so I can look at it whenever I want to, I am not going to blog about it until either the actual cute pink graph paper list or the photo of the list turn up.  I am betting Creamie took that list and added it to one of her stacks of art projects that are piling up around the house.  Time to clean those up I guess.

(Yes, you are right.  Creamie looks so much like us that it sometimes makes my parents and older brothers do a double take.)

So, I guess the thing about birthday’s is that they come and go.  And most of the time you don’t actually feel any different.  But next year, when I have hopefully checked a few of those things off my #30 Bucket List I hope to feel good about it.  I’ve already started on the first thing.  Learn to crochet.  I made Creamie a blue washcloth (she loves using one in the tub and blue is her favorite color).  It started out square.  Which was pretty awesome in my book.  And then I washed it and it is no longer square, but didn’t unravel.  So I am still counting it as a win.  I’ll let you know how it goes.

Also, Happy Birthday to my sweet sister Heidi-face.  There was a lot of years I was not happy to share today with you. (Most kids don’t have to share a birthday with someone they also share a face with.  When you are 3-16 that seems really unfair.)  But today, I really wished that we had been able to share the day together.  Maybe next year.  Love you.