I have the sweetest husband...ever. He planned an entire progressive birthday celebration for me. Everything was a surprise that was revealed as we went along. So. Romantic.
The day started with a typical weekend breakfast together. Coffee, toast, oatmeal. Watching a little tv and sitting together on the couch. We had gone to bed kind of early for a weekend, so we were also up early. 8:30 on a Saturday!?
Next we went for a walk at a local park. After falling with my bike last week, unfortunately, I have had to scale back my exercise a bit. Skinned knees hurt a lot more as an adult! At the park we ran into a girl scout troop of my students - even on a weekend, I'm Mrs. Arnold!
After the park, we had a delicious lunch at Grace 1720. The food was AH-MAZING. I had a fried green tomato sandwich, and Brian had a chicken club sandwich with tomato basil soup. Brian had directed me to "eat light", but everything was so yummy we ended up eating more than we thought AND having dessert!
Next, we went shopping! Brian really dislikes shopping, but he offered to take me to any store I wanted! We hit my top stores - got some great deals! I got some shoes for work; instead of the $50 price tag, I got them for $15! And I found some jewelry to complete my outfit for an upcoming banquet. After a few hours of perusing, we went home to relax.
After a short nap and some relaxing, we got dressed up for dinner. I got to wear my new teal heels! We had dinner at one of our favorties: Hayakawa Sushi. We sat at the bar - up close and personal! We could watch the sushi being made. It takes such concentration!
What an amazing day! Thank you, Brian for a great fake birthday! Love you.
As my 30th birthday has approached, I have realized how much of a difference a decade makes. (Another duh, right?) I read one of those internet top 10 lists, and I agreed with a lot of them! I looked for it; so I could link it...but I can't find the right one.
But this "Man, I'm getting older" thought occurred to me again this weekend as I left Kroger. Once again, I had a young teenage bagger (I gripe about this a lot to Brian). While I don't necessarily blame the kid - He's young. He probably doesn't grocery shop or cook like I do. He doesn't realize that I've placed my items on the conveyor belt in a certain order. He's in a hurry. etc. etc. Sometimes though, I'd think it's common sense! Don't drop a canned good on top of my tomatoes! Right!?
But that's when I realized once again that I'm getting older. At 20, I could have cared less how my groceries were bagged. I was still going to the dining hall - by choice! We had an amazing meal plan at UGA. I still miss it sometimes. So, grocery trips as a 20 year old were few and far between and for something specific, like wanting to make cookies or something like that. Now, 10 years later, I plan a week's worth of meals and shop once for the entire week; preserving my groceries, time, and energy has become a priority. Therefore, I want my groceries bagged well!
Here's my list of 30 verses 20:
I'm sure there are others, and I will add to the list as I think of things. I will say that I am content with my life and would not change a thing. I have no desire to go back to 20! Bring on, 30!