The day after

It's the day after my 43rd birthday. I was trying to explain to hubby last night that birthdays just kind of make me feel strange....I dunno, not a bad thing, necessarily, but just different. The kids get so excited that it's my birthday, but really, it's just not that big a deal. Again this year, I was SO blessed by friends on facebook....people can say what they want about online social stuff like that, but it is AWESOME to be wished happy birthday by friends from long ago, close friends, distant friends.....reminds me that I really do matter, that I do leave an impression wherever I go. Pretty cool! For gifts, hubby got me a Cuisinart Food Processor and 2 wooden pizza peels (if you don't know what that is, google it). Little D, who I lovingly call Turtle, got me a box of Turtles (well, Daddy got them and let Turtle give them to me), Pink got me a bag of chocolates too, and Big D gave me coupons for housework (yeehaw!!) All in all, it was a blessed day....I was very much reminded that I am loved, I am somebody....and though that may seem trivial or something I should just know, it's nice to be reminded! :)