Loaded Questions...

First of all let me just put it out there. I am turning 39 tomorrow. For the first time. What does this mean to me? Ah it means I am not 40 yet, although from what I understand 40 is the new 30. Sounds nice. But what it really means to me is that my family is going to show me a little lovin. Then again...

The "loaded questions" have begun. Let's start with Ethan. Precious child almost 9. Miracle baby, literally. Several days ago (I will give him prompts for thinking ahead-planner like his father) he says to me "Mom, what do you want for your birthday?". Gee kiddo let me think... This is the point where I magically go off to some tropical island and get a shampoo, pedicure & a sinful drink all at the sametime. Let me also say- I am ALONE. What every SAHM wants is to get away! Why don't men & children understand this? My Sa-Weet dream comes to a screeching halt when the "precious child" says "Mom, how would you like to go to a Portland Pirates game?". Say what? Oh, yes the Portland Pirates. The AHL (minor league) Hockey team from Portland. Well shut my mouth honey, that is what this momma always wanted. To go to a minor league hockey game. Just ask yourself who really wants to go to this hockey game? Guess we are going to a hockey game. Oh and let's hope they embarrass me & put my name on the scoreboard! Happy Birthday Tracey you are the big three niner today! Yippee!!!! Off to loaded question #2. If you thought 1 was bad just keep reading.

I have been married to Martin for 10 years this summer. He knows me and what I want. As a matter of fact he learned very early on before we got married! The first year we were dating the man bought me a set of pots and pans for Christmas. I lost it. I am not ungrateful, they weren't even good pans. Think of Jerry McGuire when I say "You almost LOST me with the Pans". Fast forward to this morning. Less than 24hrs to the big day. He says "What are our plans for tomorrow". I say "Well I guess we are going to a hockey game". He says "No, I mean earlier".  She begins to drift into a dream like state and sees her husband bringing her breakfast in bed & actually doing the dishes afterward. Wake up sister! Then he says "Well I'm bringing home a new Tree & Bush Trimmer so we can prune all these trees and shrubs tomorrow morning".  Well Hot Damn Baby! You know how to treat a girl right. I can't wait to get my hands on the new trimmer. The trees won't be the only thing getting pruned...

If you are wondering where my 16 year old daughter is during this whole thing, let's just say I counted her out a long time ago! When I told her that my birthday was coming up she shrugged her shoulders and gave me the look of and your point is? Nice! This is the same kid who asked me for 2 weeks before her birthday what I was going to do for her. She got a dinner of choice, we gave her a party at the bowling alley for her & 6 friends, she had 4 girls stay the night, I made her a guitar cake, gave her money & decorated the house with balloons & a banner. My gift? Two big brown eyes rolling back in her head as if to say I cannot believe you expect something from me!

Will I get the new laptop that I so desperately need? Yesterday my husband said we needed to separate our "wants" from our "needs". The laptop made my "needs" list. He said my current one would run better if I would "De-frag" it more often & get rid of all that junk. All this coming from a guy who types with one finger. As of right now, I am getting a trimmer.

So my friends I will welcome tomorrow with overwhelming gratitude none the less, mainly because I know the Pink Flamingos won't show until next year...
Cheers,
Tracey