Wednesday, July 29, 2015

My Birthday

My birthday was different! We had company the day before, so I was pretty tired. I spent much of the day relaxing, enjoying phone calls with birthday wishes, and catching up on my to-do list. We'd managed to get some flies, and Greg was going after them with a vengeance. At some point, he decided to use a towel instead of a fly swatter. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY.... He thought it was more effective, but it seemed to me he was missing a lot and coming close to breaking something. I was in the kitchen preparing food, when I saw a fly on the kitchen window. I hollered, “I’m going to get this one myself.” and went to fetch the swatter. While I was gone, he walked in and used the towel and BROKE OUR WINDOW!!! I WAS SO UPSET, because I was already concerned something would get broken. ON MY BIRTHDAY. Of course, he was very apologetic, told me it was stupid and he’d never do that again, and cleaned up all the glass. It was the inner pane. Outer pane is still intact. 
Later, Kylen discovered a chunk of plastic on the sofa way over on the other side of the dining room. We realized it broke off the rod from the KITCHEN BLINDS. Yes, even the blinds were damaged! Seriously?? What kind of force did he use?? That’s when Greg made the connection. He tipped the plastic rod next to the window, and the end lined up with the origin of the break. The towel must have caught the rod and slammed it against the window. I still won’t let him use a towel again though!
After recovering from the shock and annoyance, we ended the day on a good note. I opened gifts and cards from my boys, and we went out for Mexican and saw Inside Out again per my request. When we pulled into the driveway around midnight (yes, we're late night folks!), we noticed mylars on the front porch. My uncle’s family had left them with a card. That was a nice surprise!! One of my birthday cards said, “Unexpected. Unbelievable. Unlike anything you’ve ever experienced. Have that kind of birthday.” It certainly was that!
The following day I discovered tiny presents hidden around the kitchen. They were various flavors of fudge. So sweet! My boys don't usually get that creative. And we've already gotten to play the board game they got me: Pandemic. It was a memorable couple of days!


Anonymous said...

Happy late birthday, Farrah! It is one you will probably never forget!

Farrah said...

Thank you, Denise!! :)