Birthday weekend has come and gone. In no way whatsoever am I OLD, but I really did have trouble with this year for some inexplicable reason. The dread lasted until Monday morning which was quickly replaced with dread of starting a new work week. Here it is Wednesday, and I am still dragging my feet around wishing that I could just take naps during the day to make up for the good times had by us this weekend.
Kyla came back into to town to help me celebrate my 26th birthday and to visit with a new fellow that she is seeing who, unfortunately for her, lives here. He isn't exactly new either. They dated years and years ago for about a minute but the impression that was made was a deep one. I believed she often thought of him though she never let on. Now whether or not he did, is still up for decision. They seemed so "new" to me as I watched them croon over my birthday meal at Macaroni Grill. Big and I seem so "Mr. and Mr's Married" already even though we are yet to cross that threshold but I can not complain about this. I love to feel settled in like everything is in it's place and feel normal. I have waited over ten years for someone to make me feel relevant and part of a team. He truly made this birthday a special one for me.
After eating way too much pasta, we all trudged over to the liquor store in the same parking lot and Big purchased me my very first bottle of 901 tequila. Let me elaborate for those who aren't drinkers or fans of tequila; this is a silver tequila made by Justin Timberlake and named after the area code he resided until he became insanely famous. We are in area code 901 so I have always thought that this was too cool. The bottle is a bit expensive which is why I have never bought any for myself so it was a sweet gift. It will take me forever and a day to consume it because we aren't big drinkers anymore, but the bottle itself is pretty and I will enjoy looking at it.
Nathan (my brother), Kasey (my bro's girlfriend), and Grey baby (needs no introduction) all joined our little party on Saturday night before my birthday. My dogs were in and out, the baby was running around, the television was blaring, the laptop was blaring, and we all were trying to have conversations around this. Truly, I loved having some of the most important people to me in my house honoring my birthday. If I hadn't been trying to keep Grey from throwing golf balls at my mirrors or getting run over by a dog, I would have stopped and realized how awesome that all these people came for me. Big was tolerating all of this chaos for me because he loves me. He knows how much my people mean to me. All day on Sunday, Big kept calling me his birthday girl and smiling at me with those big brown eyes. He found a way to hug me constantly and just kept saying that it was my day. He loves me. I just had to mention it again. (Big, I love you too.)The next morning, I felt fine. Big, however; not so much. He had a terrible headache as we reached his parents house who had prepared a big meal and a birthday cake for me. They also gave sweet gifts and sang "Happy Birthday". It was extremely endearing that his family celebrated with me.
My Daddy made my favorite meal for my birthday and Kas really showed out by making a homemade carrot cake because it is my favorite cake. She and her cooking abilities are always amazing to me. We cut up and laughed while talking about memories and certain funny stories. Dad can always be counted on to tell the birth story every year. In his sweet card he told me that he loves me and is so proud of me. It mean a lot. Love you Daddy.
My Momma came by our house Sunday morning to bring me a really neat antique jar she had found. I want a jar collection much like the one she has on her counter tops at home. Maybe to make our house feel a bit more like my own home. After she left and was long gone to the pool, I looked at the clock and realized that it was official. I was 26 years old. I am not sure if it was intentional or complete coincidence but she and I were together alone at the exact moment I was born. It was 11:06am that many years ago that she gave me life. I have no clue if she even realized it but for some reason while I was showering it hit me hard. It is just so amazing how I have a connection with her and on my birthday it always feels at the surface. I love you Momma.
Overall, the weekend was a smash hit. I love everyone that wished me a great day. It was because of you.
