Take Three

This is a birthday gift from Golda, a paper cut of our family. Thanks, Golda! I love it! You are very creative and thoughtful.

Millions of people in the world probably had a fantastic day on Saturday, which was my birthday. I had a good day. My ballet students danced their best as a gift to me. I had a picnic lunch with my kids. I ran girls to lessons. I spent five hours at the church setting up, executing and cleaning up a ward party for 250 people. That was fun, but by the time it was over, I felt like I needed just one more day of celebration, on my terms.

So, even though I had already claimed Friday and Saturday, I staked out Sunday, too, as part of my birthday. Araceli had a cough, so I stayed home from church with her in a quiet house and sipped hot chocolate while I read my book. I wore sweats and slippers and tried not to clean up. I finished up fun stuff for the Halloween party. I cooked for enjoyment, not as a task, and I relished the scent of my new Scentsy candle from Sarah that filled the peaceful house with the smell of cinnamon. Everything I did was for fun. I ordered a book from Amazon that I've been looking for since 4th grade, and I read The Mouse and the Motorcycle to the kids. Later, the Kings came over for pumpkin pie. Scott put everyone to bed and I read for three solid hours, until the words swimming in front of me told me it was time to end my three-day tribute to selfishness.
So today it's back to the real world, which I love almost as much as my birthday world.