Happy birthday....

to me! I have had a good day. I started my celebration a couple of days ago with a day at the spa. Yes, that's right...a whole DAY. From 10-4. I felt fab-u-lous. While it lasted. When I got home and noticed quite a bit 'o cash was taken from my wallet, uh...the warm fuzzy feelings quickly faded. Yeah, yeah, I know. I shouldn't have stashed anything in the locker I wasn't OK with losing, but STILL. The trip to the spa was my gift to me from Hubby. Charge it, please.

Other b-day related items included a night out with the girls (including cheesecake and champagne...again, fabulous!), candles, and a new wii game! Cookin' mama. As if I don't actually cook enough without playing a game. Sorta reminds me of my attraction to the hit Lifetime series Army Wives. Like I have to watch a show to live an army wife life. Ah, the true colors of irony. The cookin' mama game really is a lot of fun. I'm getting faster with my sauteing and chopping. Maybe I'll throw a dinner (uh, I mean wii) party soon.

The folks were in town for a couple of days, and we had all sorts of big fun. We spent some time at the arboretum with a cow, uh, I mean, Baby, and we got to attend a pro tennis match. Martin and some other guy. Baby didn't really watch a whole lot, but it was a fun experience. The cow also had her first experience with a trick or treat environment at a church festival this afternoon. She really didn't care for the pony ride AT ALL, but I did manage to snap a photo before she demanded to get off.

Well, at the close of my b-day, I think I'll go cook...on the wii, that is.