Today I turned 46 years old. Totally weird. I still think I’m 18 or 25 or maybe even 32, but 46 is just too old for me. I never thought I’d make it past 33, but here I am and still kicking. Thank goodness. I have a lot to live for. And they wished me a happy birthday this morning and asked if they could take me to Starbuck’s for coffee, so I got ready. Before we left, I decided to see if I could do a pushup for every year of my life, so I dropped and gave myself 46. The last ten were tough, but I did it!

I worked all morning and then a few coworkers and I went to eat at my new fave Mexican place. I took JW along, because I wanted my boy with me. It was a nice lunch and I was so glad I could have JW with me. Back to work and then I left work 30 minutes early and JW and I went to Target and Dick’s Sporting Goods and then home to walk Billy. JW rode his new skateboard and I threw the tennis ball for Billy.
Pappy came over and I made Bacon and Eggs for dinner and we ate cake that Dana had made. JW wanted Pappy to hangout for a while, so he did and we watched America’s Funniest Home Videos. Pappy headed home and JW and I did our weight workout and then headed to bed. JW told me that he was sorry that my bday had to end, that he enjoyed spending time with me and that I was the best dad in the world. I love that sweet boy. I am truly blessed!
