#29

February 10, 2012 at 8:29 am | Posted in Family, Home, Life, Thankful things | 1 Comment
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My birthday was Monday, and although I usually look forward to it, this year I found myself mentally skipping ahead to March, to a certain baby’s big 0-1.  2012 did not begin well.  January was full of bad, bad news, and it was terribly depressing, and I don’t think even exaggerating to say soul-crushing, to see all these things keep happening, and not to be able to do anything about them.  As January dragged on, I just kept thinking, ‘We just have to get through this month, and then nothing bad will happen in February.’ As if the universes’s quota for misfortune would have already been met.  As if the universe has a quota for misfortune.

Anyway, all that to say, I wasn’t feeling my chipper-est when February finally rolled around.  I didn’t find myself counting the days till the day.  My gift this year was tickets to see Wicked, and in the end, we did make it, and I didn’t even check my phone obsessively throughout the show, waiting on edge for a text from the babysitter that omg! the sky is falling!.  I only did that on the drive to the theater.

And then Monday, the big day, we woke up and W suggested we go out for breakfast (because, if you’ve read this blog, you know I love pancakes!).  When he gave the waitress the debit card, she brought it back, and apologized because it wouldn’t go through.  At home, W checked the bank statement, and sure enough, someone had a spree at a Colorado Wal-Mart with his account number.  See?  There is no quota!  LC’s nap was spent faxing the bank so that we could get our money back.

29th birthday

I asked for a picture of me and my bébé on my birthday. At least it's a cute one of her!

And then I broke 9 eggs baking my cake, and the cakes stuck to the pan and broke, and I didn’t have enough frosting to completely frost the sides, and wah, wah, wah.

It wasn’t my best birthday for sure, but honestly, I know that it could’ve been worse.  And that I have so much to be thankful for.  And maybe it’s just that once you have kids you care more about their birthday than your own (I don’t know, I wouldn’t have expected that to be true of me).

Either way, I hope that my 29th year starts improving dramatically, or I’m going to be wishing for 30 to hurry up and get here, and who does that?

Flashback!

February 5, 2012 at 10:18 pm | Posted in Life, Things I think | Leave a comment
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With the premiere of Katharine McPhee’s new show, Smash, airing tomorrow, a dear friend reminded me of this gem:

Pinky swear that you’ll watch this video, please. While there’s no doubt it’s catchy, the lyrics are absolutely ridiculous.

Hey let’s go
If they’re not too high
Too low
I’ll take them home 
(I’ll take them home)
In purple, red, or gold
Cuz I know them boys
They like those open toes
Those open toes

“Open Toes” is my #2 favorite “worst song ever.”  The number one spot is reserved for Des’ree’s song “Life,” which played all over France during my semester abroad in 2004.

I love that she rhymes “ghost” and “toast.”  And who the heck keeps a rabbit’s tail?

Do you have any favorite worst songs that I can add to my growing playlist?

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