Happy Birthday to me!

Well...
It happened.. the dreaded number that has been haunting me since I turned 29 last year. Had finally come. And Paul had a joyous time teasing me that I was "officially" old.
We started the celebration early with a date night Sat. I think that was the first night Paul and I actually went out by ourselves since well.. wow, I can't remember.
He took me out to dinner at T.G.I.F's. which is becoming my favorite spot.
And then took me shoe shopping after...I was hunting for a new pair of running shoes. And he knows the process this is. I have an Asics on one foot A saucony on the other and I am jogging up and down the shoe aisle and around the store.. I stand on each foot and do a few other things to get the feel of the shoe.. I take off the one I like least and try on a different shoe.. could be a new balance or just a different shoe same brands.. and repeat process. Until I find the ones I like best and gives me the comfort and support I need.. Of course this takes a bit.. And Paul laughs at all my required tests.. yes I get funny looks, But I don't care.. If you look at me funny, it just tells me you don't know how to by a good pair of running shoes, so who's the idiot now huh?
I stick to my tried and true Asics and hope they can give some relief to my sensitive feet. ( I have retarded feet, and I blame Pepperidge farm for it.. too many years standing for over 8 hours on cement floors. tack on a few pregnancies... I think they are permanently damaged.)
Paul was patient and kept me and him laughing at my fool making ways.
It was nice to get out!
On My Actual Birthday, I expected it to pretty quite and normal since we went out earlier..
It started out with Telling Zoey it was my birthday, She quickly responded that it was NOT my birthday, But HER birthday.. I quickly told her again it was MY birthday.. and was trying to get her to wish me Happy Birthday... Instead she just broke out into a full fledged fit, of how it is HER birthday.. and I'm not her friend.. she threw herself on the bed and cried... I couldn't believe it.. I was regretful of even bringing it up.. And then decided since it was my birthday I didn't have to listen or deal with her fit and went downstairs.. Lucky for her my Sis called to wish me a Happy birthday and talked to Zoey and convinced her to color me a pretty birthday card and have birthday cake.. Thanks Heidi! I was wondering if Child services was going to end up being my birthday present..
I got a surprise bouquet of flowers from our super good friends in Fl. And as always a good chuckle from the card attached.. Game on Brent Craig... Game on. ( Katie.. your off the hook, I know you've done the best the you can with him..)
Since Paul was beat with flowers, He decided on a thing of balloons and taking the rest of the day off to hang with me. (I was happily surpised at both.)He then gathered the kids to give my presents.. on Jameson's assistance I was given two 24 pack of Dew. ( good job j-man!) I love that... And a cute note. with my name and my NEW age in a big balloon with everyone elses name and age in much smaller balloons.
They all handed me my wrapped present witch was a Wii Fit. I was surprised and excited, Since I actually wanted this and didn't think I was going to get it. At this point the kids were all into my birthday.. I got a Million and half "Happy Birthday mom's" from each kid ALL night long.. it was soo cute.
Other gifts that came coming all night were:
A box of half used wipee's with a christmas bow on top - from Zoey
A leather watch band that fits my interchangeable watch( looks a lot like the one I had in my top drawer.) - From Ethan ( he even wrapped in wrapping paper.)
lots of pictures drawings of various Pokemon characters - from Jameson
An asics shoe box with shoe paper in it - from Zoey
A doll wrapped in a blanket -from Zoey.
Balloons that looked a lot like the balloons Paul gave me... from Zoey, then Ethan.

It cracked me up!!!

That night we played with the wii fit and had Arby's for dinner. Paul even threw a cake together for me. at 8 p.m at night. made it himself frosting and all and even did the candles. ( Ethan's insistance.. it's not your birthday to him unless you've blown out the candles.. he was also concerned with the lack of party hats.) Of course their were cracks of burning down the house , setting of smoke alarms. blah blah blah.( No judgements on my lack of make-up etc and retarded hair.. It was 8:30 p.m and we had been chilling basically all day!)
I just thought it was cute.. I don't care for cake, but the kids and Paul loved it.

I had a good birthday.. Paul did a great job making it a fun birthday with suprises and just being cute about it. Thanks for making it a good birthday babe~

Oh, Must tell another Jameson moment..
When Paul was teasing me about getting OLD. Jameson piped in and informed me that now that I'm 30 , I'm just old and slow and soon my teeth were going to fall out. ( really he was just talking about females in general.) But Guys don't get old.. they just get bigger muscles. ( like daddy did... ha ha ha) He then informed me guys get older better then girls do..... . At this point my eyebrow is cocked and I'm smiling.. Paul advised him to just stop talking... and run away. Paul was doing all he could to stifle his laugh, he then flexed his"guns" and ran downstairs.. Where does my son get this stuff?!

A big thank you for everyone who made my birthday great!! Thank-you for all the phone calls, cards and f.b well wishing!!
Here is to the big 3-0! ( GULP!)