I turn 35 next week--January 14th. I feel pretty good about that although my YW like to tell me I'm old. I haven't come up with a good comeback to that one yet...still thinking. Because guess what, I'm not old!! Yes, I usually have Keane or U2 or Erasure playing in the car when I'm cartin' those little missies around, but I'm not old.
A homemade baked cake. (No boxed mixes please)...a clean house....new sunglasses for all this glaring snow....cool leather boots with heels to replace my 'man made materials' boots....a jewelry box to replace the one my brother Mike bought me in junior high.....the will to continue exercising everyday...The Carol Burnett boxed set so I can laugh my bum off...an electric mattress pad (saw at Costco last week) to compliment my electric blanket Paul gave me for my 34th birthday (can you say human grilled cheese)....kids that eat what I put in front of them....husband that adores me (check, got that already)....The Dummies Guide to the Wii (so I can beat my kids at boxing)....gift cards to iTunes....the knowledge to put movies on my iPod Touch…a license plate rim that says, ‘Still California Dreaming’….and eggs benedict on the big day. Got it? Good, go get it.