Birthdays!

I love birthdays. I feel loved every day, of course, but birthdays are just extra special. I especially like when my birthday falls on a sunday, because that always means I get to see a lot of friends at church. I seem to remember my sunday birthdays well. The last time my birthday was on a sunday was my freshman year. I spent the weekend with my friends, the Sandersons, and had a blast! The time before that that my birthday fell on a Sunday I turned 13. My great grandma had died two days before, and her viewing was at her house on my birthday. I know that sounds kind of sad, but my whole family was there (and then some) and I guess I just think of it as memorable.

This morning I got up early to get ready. Stephen did the dishes for me and made waffles for breakfast. He got me a few great presents (including socks, which is good for both of us since he's always wearing the few I have and I can't ever find them). I made cupcakes to take to the nursery kids. Holy cow, what a mess. But they liked them. The choir sang in church, and practiced Christmas music afterwards. I got back on facebook after 33 days, and there was lots of birthday love. I talked to my family and a few best friends. I watched the end of Oceans with my husband. Not an extraordinary day, but still an awesome one. And to top it all off, we leave for California tomorrow!