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45 & White Belts

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Happy Birthday to me! I turned 45 this week...yay! It doesn't feel any different than 44, but I'm very grateful that I successfully made another trip around the sun. 

A final day as 44...



I went to bed on Wednesday night reflecting on what a wonderful birthday I had. I took the day off of work, so I was able to run to our county's recycling zone early in the day (they aren't open at times that are useful for working people) so it felt really good to purge some items in a responsible manner from our house. After that, I picked up some Caribou Coffee for me and the kids (and also picked up an early Mother's Day gift for me...a really cute Mama Bear mug that matches the Little Bear mug that G got for Christmas a few years ago.) And then we went to the Valley Diner for lunch, where the kids asked a lot of questions about 50's icons and enjoyed some shakes and sundaes. Later in the day, Scott and I went out for a quick happy hour and then went back home to enjoy a nice dinner with the kids.




Scott and I also went out for a nice dinner together on Friday night...I am so grateful that Ava is old enough to watch G so we can go out for a few hours at a time.

I had the chance to chat with many friends, and started to make plans for getting together with them in the future. It feels like a veil of darkness has been lifted and everyone is starting to come out of their hiding places...and we are looking forward to reconnecting again!

The kids had an exciting Thursday night. At Taekwondo class they were tested for their white belts, and they passed! They are still both enjoying their class and are pumped to study and practice hard so they can continue to move up in their belts. 


On Sunday afternoon, my parents are coming over to spend some time with us and have dinner with the family. We haven't been spent any time with them since last July so we are REALLY looking forward to seeing them! 

I don't want to jinx us, but I have a feeling that #45 is going to be a much better year than #44!

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