Hold on to your seats, but I’ve turned 40. Yep. Did it over the weekend. It didn’t really bother me, to be honest. And it was so fun being queen for a day in my house. Actually, I was queen until Sunday morning.
After a delicious breakfast at work, Friday afternoon was pretty quiet. I was glad, but won’t deny I wondered if it was the calm before the storm. I don’t know what I thought would happen at the precise moment I clocked 40 years under my belt. The wrinkles are still in place, but no worse. My thighs still jiggle, but no more. I still get winded easily, but I don’t need an oxygen mask. Interesting.
Friday night, some dear friends took me on a surprise outing to Atlanta for…drumroll, please….a George Strait concert! And you know what? I think he knew it was my birthday and that’s why he sang those songs right to me. Don’t bother, you can’t make me think otherwise. We had such a great time. Even sitting in traffic is fun with your girlfriends.
Saturday, The Hubs and kids cooked a very very tasty dinner for me after an afternoon of sitting in front of the fire. They set the dining room table, had fresh flowers for the centerpiece and we even used cloth napkins! Emma said there was some “conversation” over the way the silverware was placed at first. Seems The Hubs tried to blame Ben for a knife placement misdemeanor. Naturally, Emma straightened it out.
And my birthday present, you ask? A cowboy hat, of course! I wore it all day on Saturday. Inside the house. I love it. It completes me. I can do anything now. I think if I were to wear my boots and hat at the same time, something large and unexpected could happen. I’ll keep you posted on this.
What was already a perfect birthday weekend was crowned with a horseback ride with Emma Sunday afternoon. It was really cold, but we layered up and had a blast. It’s a surreal experience to watch your child enjoy doing something you love to do while you are also doing it. Kinda hard to explain. Just know I experience a bit of heaven each time we ride.
Speaking of heaven…I don’t know that I’ve ever talked about my faith on this blog. But it’s there. And it’s something I am thankful I have every single day. Turning 40 was a blast for me. I was with people I love and got to do things that make my heart nearly burst with joy. And I’m keenly aware that not everybody can say that about their everyday life, much less their birthday. I certainly don’t deserve to be as happy as I am and I haven’t deserved all these years of blessings. But, here I am and so is He and it just doesn’t get much better.
Except on the day that I will wear my hat and boots and meet George Strait. We don’t have anything on the calendar or anything, but I think I saw him wink at me Friday night.