So last night I had a total breakdown about turning 30. I did not want to go there. I don't know what the big deal is, but it made me feel really sorry for myself. I thought about all the things I don't like about my life/self, and basically worked myself into a major funk. I was feeling sorry for myself that we weren't doing anything for my b-day. Do you remember the pirate party for Scott? I was really upset. The mean reds--for all you Breakfast at Tiffany fans. Anyway--this morning--the actual day--things look a bit brighter. I woke up to a screaming baby at 6:30, but was able to calm him down w/in 10 min and head back to bed for a while. Then when C woke up at normal time, Scott got up with him, and let me sleep in for a while. I just laid under the covers trying to keep warm and going in and out of a light sleep. When I came down to the kitchen there were balloons and signs wishing me a happy b-day (a Dankel tradition) and the b-day singing. Colin wanted it to be sung again, so we had an encore performance. I got a super cute, vintage looking apron from Don and Brenda that I love! Scott was really excited about his gift for me, so he gave it to me as soon as he got here at 10:30 last night. Warning: if you knew us when we got engaged, it is a repeat performance. So I open the bag, and it's this really big, super nice toffee-colored purse w/chocolate colored accents. Very chic. I look at it, and can't even feign enthusiasm (much like seeing my first engagement ring). Instead I'm thinking, what the hell am I going to do with this purse? It's too nice to lug around all the time w/baby in tow. It will constantly slip off my arm, and I won't carry it due to the complete inconvenience of it. Plus it was pricey, so I also won't carry it b/c I won't want to get snacks and stickers and ink and who knows what else on it. Scott says, "Well, I got it for you for when we go someplace nice." I think when do we go any where nice? Needless to say he was very disappointed that I didn't swoon over the purse and I was disappointed he didn't get me something practical, more my style. Side note: Scott was ticked that I was so excited about an apron and not the purse. A man should never attempt to pick out a woman's purse. A woman has enough trouble picking out her own purse. I of course felt guilty that I didn't love the purse. I think I'll get boots instead. You know, it is a lot colder in Bloomington. Do you recall the whole cross country skiing thing?
Here's proof to the cold. Scott is rarely cold. He rarely wears a coat, even when others are freezing. He calls me Wednesday and asks me to bring him warmer clothes. He wants long-sleeved stuff and sweatshirts. Ha! So I think I might better invest in some nice boots. On principal I find Uggs really ugly, except the loafers--those are cute, but I think I might get something like them to keep my puppies warm. I might look stupid, but I won't suffer frost-bite.
Things I'm looking forward to:
We get to see our college friends this afternoon--down side, we won't get to hang out too much b/c we will have Colin with us--lots of reasons why no one else was available to watch him today.
We might go out tonight w/Sarah and Mitch. But what do you do post dinner? I think I'm old b/c I can't figure out what we should do, and games are more fun with over 4 people.
We might get to go apple picking tomorrow. I'm very excited about this. I think Colin will like it, and I've never done it before. Hopefully the weather cooperates and my parents will arrive at a time that makes it a viable option.
Hopefully selling our house soon and moving to Bloomington so we can all be together as a family again.
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