The Big 3-3

Yesterday was my birthday and I love birthdays (mine in particular).  I love that there is day that is all mine. I even took off work so I could do exactly what I want and not feel guilty about it.  My day started with a phone call from my Mama.  We have a version of Happy Birthday that must be sung to start my day off right.  To be honest, as a kid I hated this version of Happy Birthday. It kind of sounds like a woman who has smoked multiple packs of cigarettes per day.  I have tried to sing this version myself for my Mama on her birthday and I sound like a Chinese person.  I had birthday cake and ice cream for breakfast....um hello, why wouldn't I???  Charlie and I went for a walk at the park, part to get out and enjoy the gorgeous weatheer and part to combat the breakfast cake and ice cream.  I read a book for fun on the back deck and then we picked up Peyton and met Rick, Jess, and my in laws at Calieco's for dinner.....good day.

On the flipside...I can not believe I am 33.  I don't feel 33, that's for sure.  I look at what I have done by 33 and the list is not a long as I would lik it to be.  I feel that my parents at 33 were way more established than I am at this age.  They were on their second kid and I feel that money was never a big issue for my family as I grew up. We had big birthdays and Christmas's, took nice long family vacations and I feel we are no where near to that luxary yet.  Why don't I have more in savings? Why don't we have a bigger house?  Wow, I  don't have kids of my own yet.  Sometimes I feel I am still a kid just playing house and pretending to be a grown up.