Birthdays are an excuse
Today – IS - my birthday. :) Yup the BIG “4-2″. I’m steadily moving along the age track, choo choo! Is it me or is this train ride starting to speed up? The trees outside the window seem to blur by and I find myself wanting to ask the conductor to slow down. The occasional stops along the route are memorable moments and I am blessed to have many, many stops. Like my Labor Day weekend, while in Rhode Island and my Hubbykins indulged me and took me by some of the beautiful light houses that that adorable little state seems to have masses of clustered on its shores.
I got to pause and see Point Judith, and Beavertail Lighthouse. Both pretty amazing. I’m not quite sure what it is about the site of a lighthouse that brings me such peace. Maybe its the beacon it provides to a safe return home.
Even on a foggy day the light can guide you.
Getting back on track as to why I’ve been silent for the week, I am blessed to have a mother who flew all the way from California to Georgia to make sure her little girl was not alone for her birthday. I am truly loved. She arrived on Wednesday night and we had a fabulous evening, we stopped at a restaurant I had seen on my drive in to the Airport called “T’s restaurant.”
(I really hate chain restaurants, there is something so truly fabulous about eating at a unique dining establishment ran and loved by real people) we were so into catching up that I was surprised to find the waitresses cleaning up and the restaurant all but empty when we finally made our way back out to the parking lot.
And with all the work in class and stress of my Cisco training, last night as I was talking with Mom and saying how busy I am and how little time I have, she asked me “Did I come at a bad time??” Oh my goodness no, if anything, no matter how old you are, you ALWAYS need your Mommy to come along and take care of you every now and again. It was so nice to have her with me
yesterday for my birthday.
(News update on class : Aced both my online AND hands on exam Monday and Tuesday – hence much of the silence YET AGAIN this week)
I got out of class
yesterday on Thursday and came home to a completely clean apartment and a Mom ready with a list for shopping needs. My K-cup coffee pot had died Wednesday morning, I swear that coffee pot knew that I had to be up at 0350 for the Post Run. So we were off for an evening of shopping, and dinner at Cracker Barrel.
So much fun, and a great weekend planned ahead.
If this is what 42 is going to be like, I’m okay with it!