I’m a little embarrassed.
I am a little embarrassed, as it has been nearly ONE month since I last posted. I feel like this is the difference between being a student and a teacher. I am always there to remind my students to write every day. Who’s been around to remind me?
It is, however, a rather important day. I turn 30 today! It’s even nationally recognized, and we don’t have school today. Just kidding. It’s a Mexican holiday–but not one of the really important holidays (so we’re agreeing to pretend that we have no school due to the nation-wide recognition of my birth.
I can’t believe I am thirty.
I am really going to milk this one for all it’s worth:
1) I started the day with a chocolate doughnut, chocolate milk, and then a Chocolate Covered Cherry Green Smoothie. (The last item is actually pretty healthy–but all the health benefits were cancelled out today by the previous two items…)
2) I woke up at my regular 4:30 to have my “Me Time.” “Me time” is usually spent working, but this morning I’ve used it wisely watching Harry Potter.
3) I washed the dishes this morning because we got back too late last night (so they were actually yesterday’s dishes), but I won’ be washing any more today. That means that I will probably have to wash them tomorrow, in case you were wondering…
4) I will be eating at a restaurant today. I will also be drinking coffee in leisure with my family. (Can I just say something about family time? Everyone always talks about taking dates without their kids. Maybe it hasn’t been long enough, but we don’t really see the point. I mean, I waited 30 years to become a mom. Why would I let someone else watch her so that we can do something without her?)
5) I will spend an itty-bitty teensy-weensy amount of time working. This is actually pleasurable, as it is in preparation for my soon-to-be job as literacy coach. My mentor and vice-principal and I will be conducting a training this Friday on Early Childhood language development.
6) I will look for an excuse to have people sing Las Mañanitas to me–and I won’t even feel bad about it. I’ve waited a long time to have someone sing that to me. I will be hoping for a mariachi for future birthdays.
7) I will celebrate what God has given and I am oh-so-grateful for: life, love, and family.
Thirty will be great–I just know it! I don’t feel the least bit sad to leave my twenties behind. Here’s a little recap though, just for old-time’s sake:
When I was 20 I moved to Minnesota. When I was 21 I started college. When I was 22 I made it a point to watch as many mid-day movies as possible. When I was 23 I graduated and moved to Florida. When I was 24 I moved to Virginia. When I was 25 I learned to accept myself. When I was 26 I lived by myself for the first time. When I was 27 I quit my job and moved to Mexico. When I was 28 I met my husband. When I was 29 I had my precious pichita (“baby” in Chiapas).
I can’t wait to see what the thirties have in store!