I missed it yesterday--my THIRD blog-o-versary!
It's been three years of blogging for me, and I can't imagine NOT blogging now that it--and YOU--are such a part of my life.
And happy birthday to me! Today I'm 37.
Oh my, I did it again. I typed 38 and then had to go back and fix it. For some reason, I've been convinced for the past many months that I would be turning 38 today. But my friend Ann pointed out to me that I've been all wrong about that.
So I'm actually A WHOLE YEAR YOUNGER than I thought.
Which, I suppose, is a pretty good gift. Even if it means that despite being a year younger than I thought I was I'm clearly already losing my marbles.
Mom and Dad called and sang to me early this morning. Well, not too early, but early enough. Then Kristen and her family called and sang. It's a Friedenstein thing. (Yes, that's my maiden name. And that's why when anyone asks me if I ever thought about hyphenating, I just snort and roll my eyes. I love being a Friedenstein girl, but I do not miss trying to fit in all on one line when signing a receipt.)
We're off to church here in a bit and then to Mom and Dad's for birthday lunch. I'll go set my camera out to take a picture of my cake. Audrey and Emma spent much of yesterday at Gran and Papa's getting ready for today.