Happy Birthday to me!

Happy Birthday to me!!

Yes, it is my 50th birthday today! I am kinda excited for it. Not for the fact that I am 50, but I am proud of the person I am (except I need to be skinnier) and the things I have accomplished in my life. Raising three children....who have turned out to be the most awesome people I know. (Ron helped out a little with this).
Rob....works hard to provide for his family. His priorities are in the right place and that makes me proud. He likes to play the Wii with me!
Cam....has found the love of his life (which makes me so so happy). He calls me everyday, which I love. Not every 23 year old does that ya know.
Katie....is on the right track. She is being responsible and doing good in college. It is so important for her to get a college education, especially as a woman.

I always miss my mom on my birthday. I know she is wishing me happy birthday up in heaven, but it's just not the same. It's a mom thing I guess. She gave me life so she should be here to celebrate my life with me. I hate alcohol. It is evil.

I am not going to get a tattoo....that's just not me. I will save it for Cam.
I am not going to get drunk....bad memories. I can celebrate non-alcoholic.
I am not going to go skydiving. I am not there yet.
I think I will wait to go to Vegas for Ron's birthday.
I am not going to go to Yellowstone either....because I need to lead the music for those cute little kids in the Sacrament Meeting program next Sunday. They make me smile.

Basically, I am pretty happy with me. I definitely want to be thinner and in a year I hope I will be. I try to be a good person, a good mom and a good wife. I don't need to change who I am for this one day. I need to be true to who I am and the standards I have set for me! Not anyone else, just for me! I have a forever family....and one of these days, way far in the future I hope, I will celebrate my birthday with my mom.

Birthdays

Ok, so as some of you might know....I am turning 50 this Saturday. Fifty freaking years old. Wow is the only word that describes my thoughts on this birthday. Seriously, 50. Think about it. Ron says you "mid-life" at 50. I hope to h___ I don't live till I am 100. Seriously, 100. What can you do at 100? Lay there and think about when you turned 50.

Many thoughts have crossed my mind as the big one gets nearer. I want to do something "cool." These are my ideas.
1. Get a tattoo (Cam said he would pay for it.)
2. Get drunk on my butt (hmmmm, still thinking about that)
3. Go skydiving (Yikes!!!)
4. Go to Vegas and go to Thunder from Down Under
5. Go to Yellowstone and ponder life......That's it. That's my big plan.

Well, if anyone has any other ideas I am open for suggestions. Write me and we will vote on it.

Gabriel

Another thing that makes me smile is Gabe. Every day I find myself smiling for no other reason than I am remembering something cute Gabe said. Last night, I was talking to Katie on the phone. We were both in tears, as that sometimes happens (just cause we miss each other ok)! Gabe opens my door and says, "Grandma, come look at the baby." What! Babies! I love babies. As I walk out of my room, Gabe turns around and says, "Yook, Grandma, yook!" Spencer and Kristal came to visit us and brought their newest addition , Burton. He is two months old and he is a cutie!
I had to hold him, of course, because that's what grandmas do. I am formally announcing to each of my children....."HAVE MORE BABIES!!!"
In my head, I am reasoning that if one grandbaby (Gabe) makes me smile every day, a whole bunch of grandbabies would make me have a permanent smile on my face....all day long, every day. That would not be so bad, would it? (Ron would have to agree with this.)
But no pressure guys. I mean don't stress over it. When it happens, it happens. But I promise when it does, I will be the best grandma ever!

Enchanted Story

I have my favorite song on my page and I have to tell you why it makes me smile. During the last week of May, I was off work preparing for Operation Graduation. It was a week full of activities for Katie, and I used that time to organize graduation night because I was in charge of the food. It was great weather and I had the doors and windows open, enjoying the spring weather. When all of a sudden, a hummingbird flew "into" our house. Yikes! I wasn't scared of a hummingbird but concerned how to get it back "outside." I called my husband and asked him to check on the web and see how to get the hummingbird outside. He said to leave the door open and after it calmed down, it would find it's way out of the house.
So, here I am....in my bedroom, with all the dogs...whispering to them to be quiet so the hummingbird won't get scared by their barking. I am sure they understood me. Ellie calls me and I am whispering and she says, "why are you whispering?" I tell her I am hiding in the back room and that there's a hummingbird inside. I asked her if she knew how to get it outside. She said, "go to the window, put out your arm and start singing ah ah ahhhhh, like Giselle, and that it will come and land on my arm."
Guess what it didn't. Finally, Katie comes home and starts yelling, "MOM, DO YOU KNOW WE HAVE A HUMMINGBIRD IN OUR HOUSE!" Totally scaring the poor hummingbird all over again. But now we have me, Katie and the dogs hiding in the bedroom, whispering about the hummingbird.
Katie and I try our best to get the hummingbird out of the house, by grabbing brooms and trying to swoosh it outside. Nope, that didn't work either.
Ron comes home and does his magic. He guides it out the door and the little green hummingbird flies off to his home in the trees. Ah Ah Ahhhhhhhh!