mittenmusings

« Get yer word count here! | Main | Random Mittenmusic »

October 19, 2004

Magic 33

Well the streamers have been swept up, and the wrapping paper has been recycled. My 33rd birthday on Saturday was a rousing success.

There's a smidgen of birthday backstory, of course. Now, even though things were on the fiscally tight side in my home growing up, the one day that there was plenty was on my birthday. My mom always made a homemade cake from scratch, in whatever flavor I wanted. There were presents, too. I never was one for parties and such, so my birthday was a low-key affair with my immediate family.

I am an only child, so of course I think that my birthday should rightfully be a National, Monthlong holiday. Thankfully, my husband is wonderfully tolerant of me making a birthday wish list (which he alway ignores), and humming "Happy Birthday" to myself (to which he sings raunchy lyrics) for most of the month of October.

Saturday morning I was so excited and fidgety in bed. I felt quite silly to be so giddy about my birthday. I mean, c'mon...I'm in my thirties. Shouldn't the thrill be over? Hubby got up and made coffee, served it to me on the sofa and handed me my first package.

My stepdaughter MB and her sweetie sent me a package that contained three items: an international cookbook, a book entitled Travels with Barley (mmmmm a BEER book), and a handmade silk bag for my yoga mat! MB made the mat bag herself. I was really, really touched. She is so talented and crafty.

Gus the Wonderdog gave me a lovely card, signed with a Woof and a pawprint. What a smart doggie! He also slipped in a Borders Gift Card (score!). He is such a thoughful poochie, eh?

My final gift was from my husband. He had a theme for this birthday, that of "lasting quality," and the gift he gave me fell under the umbrella of that theme:

A lovely, luminous strand of Mikimoto pearls.

Now, I may be a clog wearin', tree-huggin', cargo pants lovin' kinda gal, but oh....I have a soft spot for classicly designed pieces of jewelry. Mind you, I've never mentioned wanting pearls. Um, remember that Ignored Birthday List? It had things on it like: lined jeans from LL Bean, new ice scraper for car, gardening books. Nope, no fishing for jewels there!

I asked him, "Sweetie, these are lovely...but...how did you come up with the idea to give me pearls?" He mentioned that we had been to a fair number of dressy occasions recently, and that he noticed that I had been struggling with what to wear for jewelry. "Pearls are timeless, and beautiful," he said. "They are an extension of your personal sense of style."

Oh, I am a lucky gal.

I wore said pearls all day long. They went really well with the fleece pullover and jeans I had on for most of Saturday, but somehow they looked better with my maroon silk pantsuit that I wore to dinner on Saturday evening.

*****
Yah, yah yah, Lisa, that's nice. But WHERE ARE THE PICTURES?

Well....the pictures hubby took in the morning are of me in my bathrobe with sky high Flock of Seagulls hair. The ones taken a little later in the day of me in the pearls are, um, for private viewing only. (wink) AND, guess who totally forgot to bring the camera to dinner while we were dressed in all our finery?
((innocent whistling)))

Posted by Lisa at October 19, 2004 06:04 PM

Comments

Posted by: Snidget at October 19, 2004 08:23 PM

Posted by: Genuine at October 20, 2004 10:34 AM

Posted by: Tracy at October 20, 2004 10:45 AM

Posted by: lisa at October 20, 2004 12:58 PM

Posted by: deb at October 21, 2004 06:51 PM