My birthday morning I woke up to Rebekah saying, "mom, are you still going to bring in colorful brownies...? I told my teacher you were going to bring colorful brownies..." What...? I had planned on eating lunch with Rebekah at her school but brownies...? and colorful brownies...? What?
I dropped her off and quickly came home to take inventory. I had chocolate chips and a zucchini. And my good friend "Mel" from the internet. I highly recommend her site. Also this recipe:
Somehow I managed to make them and shower and get to Rebekah's school all in an hour and 45 minutes. I call it a birthday miracle.
But what about the colorful thing you ask? My answer: whipped cream and sprinkles.
We ate lunch and then partook of the still warm brownies. They were every bit as wonderful as Mel said.
I have to admit: although I taught middle school music for several years - even had classes of 60 kids as the norm, and once a class of over 90 - nothing prepared me for the utter chaos of kindergarteners. Wow. However, they were training them the best they could and I was very proud of my little snuggly.
When I got home I decided I needed to eat more of said brownies. It's my birthday, right? So I sat outside, ate, and partook of the view.
Then I decided I didn't feel well and laid down on the deck. Then I saw a bug starting to crawl next to me and decided it was time to move the party inside. So me and a bunch of authors gathered in my bed. Two of those books were a gift from Don. Jayber Crow (a book I just finished that I fell in love with) and Fidelity, by the same author.
I also received money from my mom and mom in law which I spent on a hair cut, socks, and more legos.
I laid down for the rest of the day and began to feel worse. However, it was time to pick up Rebekah from school so I got up again. I bought Don a Rapunzel lego kit to give to Rebekah to give to me for a birthday present. Look at me being helpful. The plan was to build legos when Rebekah got home.
Then the plan was to go out to dinner, however, I was feeling horrible. So Don brought me home some dinner and took Rebekah out to what I thought was chick-fil-e. After a few hours I got this picture from Don. Apparently Rebekah asked him if they could go to Buffalo Wild Wings. He said, "how could I refuse?"
I got worse and made myself a birthday doctor's appointment. Although I had no voice the doctor appointment was successful and I received medicine for an ear infection as well as a happy birthday wish from my doctor.
Next year I'll get sick before or after my day. But all that aside it was nice to be celebrated!