My Birthday, circa 2009

Well, we survived the trek up Beef Mountain last night (aka. "Jim's Peak"), and more importantly, the kids got their steak fix on.

So, one shiny new garden tiller, one "National Treasure" on Blu-Ray and more than one Best Buy gift certificates that will soon be put to good use later, we got Laura all packed up for her birthday trip to Vegas. She's leaving right after work today for four fun-filled days Sin City with mi madre! (Whatever happens in Vegas stays there, honey. Unless, of course, you hit the million-dollar slot. That you can bring home.) :)

Like I was telling my Mark and my Barbara last night on Facebook, I'm just amazed when I find that I've actually made it to the next one! I took one of those "What's your real age" tests last night and it said that I was actually 31. Clearly, I'm assuming what it did is find the median between how old I feel and my mental age.

Finally, a Big Thanks to everyone for all the nice cards, kind words and encouraging thoughts. I think I'm gonna need them this weekend when it's just me and the punkins....! (Just kidding, honey - we'll be fine! Go - have a good time!)