Warm Fuzzy

I'm feeling all warm and fuzzy, and not just because I just finished a large glass of chardonnay. My 31st birthday is coming to an end. It's been a nice, easy, relaxing kind of day. It started with snow, which wasn't my idea of a Spring birthday surprise. However, it quickly melted and the sun hung out all day. A book I was waiting for arrived at the library, so I picked it up. My mom and step-dad came over bearing gifts. I had a long talk with my sister-in-law, who I miss dearly. The Diva made me a beautiful sticker picture featuring a one-armed princess. Daddy-o loaded my MP3 player with tons of awesome break out in a sweat music and got me a fantastic water bottle. He says I have another present coming, but really the water bottle and music were all I asked for. We dined on Chinese take-out and Daddy-O got me a tasty ice cream cake. The Diva insisted on wearing a dress to my "party". It was just the three of us. She was so passionate about singing "Happy Birthday" that I cried real tears.

We were eating the ice cream cake, which was chocolate and vanilla. The Diva looked at the cake on her plate, pointed to the chocolate ice cream and said, "This part is brown like me and Daddy, and the other part is just like Mommy." An interesting observation. I think I need a spray tan or something. While I am pretty pasty, I don't think I am quite that vanilla.

I feel so blessed to have been able to have such a chill, laid back birthday and to celebrate it with my favorite people, who have showered me with love and affection, as they do most days. Except for days when The Diva is being insane and Daddy-O is making me want to drink. Happy Sunday!