#Thursday13 - My Birthday

My birthday was March 1 so I thought I'd share some of my day with you. The day wasn't out of the ordinary. Got up, went to work as the Township Treasurer, came home. However, throughout the day, special things happened. 

I woke up to Reyka's cute furry face demanding breakfast.

I love the silly weather app on my phone

My senior gal, Maggie, felt good enough for a morning stroll.

The view from the parking lot at work.

Side view of fire station and memorial builiding.

My co-workers love me.

Me, feeling rather sparkly.

Flyboy, hubby was on the other side of the country but sent these lovely flowers.

Detective McGuire modeled our new tactile vests

Kicking back at the end of the work day.

Come home and was greeted by Mona pretending to be a gargoyle. 

Unpacked gifts from Flyboy. Cast iron cookbook holder!

Ended the day with take-out and a Michigan wine.

At the end of the day, always look back at the little things that made you smile.

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Mimi Cates is an artist who lives over the coffee shop she owns. Content with her life, she won't allow herself to become to close with her sexy, wanderlust neighbor, despite what her heart tells her.

Irishman, Robbie Mac Donnell never wanted to stay in one place very long. His job as a scientist allowed him to travel the world without ever making permanent ties to anyone. However, when he finds the perfect person and the perfect place to settle down, he's not sure if she'll believe him.      

         

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Call Me Crazy by Melanie Harlow

 As a birthday gift to myself, I picked up a few books from my favorite rom-com authors. Of course, I started reading right away!

I read the other two books in the Bellamy Creek series as soon as they came out and the author, Melanie Harlow, didn't let me down. (Love her!) 

I suspected something was going to happen between these two characters in Make Me Yours. Sneaky author! Anyways, I loved the "out of the gates" start to the book and hang on for the ride. I certainly did hang on, I didn't put the book down... I read it all night and had a major book hangover the next day. Thanks, Melanie.

 The way the characters peeled onion-like layers from each other with their witty banter led to them slowly slide into each other's hearts. The Italian family dynamics and strong Catholic faith was a fun part of the story. 

I highly recommend this book but suggest you start reading it earlier in the day so you don't suffer from a book hangover.

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Flowers!!!

Flyboy is on the other side of the country but had flowers delivered for my birthday. 

They add a bit of spring & color to my office. 

Birthday Nostalgia

While unpacking St. Patty decorations I came upon a little Hallmark book my sister gave to me on my birthday when I was very young.

I will make a point to call Ann today, inform her of my find and share a few laughs.

As I read the tiny book, I thought of what birthdays mean. Yeah, sure... they mean I'm getting older. Shut up! Other than that, come on! 

Birthdays for making wishes and feeling lovely. I like to think of things that make me feel happy.

Mom would throw a "party" for me every year with aunts, my uncle, cousins, grandmothers and best friends. 

I made a tradition of my mom telling me "my birth story". 

Feb 28, 1967 arrived between two blizzards. My sister had a friend (the neighbor girl) spending the night. Mom was sitting in her chair reading when the contractions began. She knew from her previous births, it would be awhile before I would make my appearance. . Ann and her friend were amazed with my mom and kept fussing over her with excitement. After giving Mom a hard time the next day by turning at the last minute, I eventually arrived at 9:58pm. (March 1)

The second half of my tradition with Mom was being allowed to stay up until 9:58 so we could celebrate my "birth time". Even after I became an adult, we'd be on the phone with each other at that special time.

Dad passed away when I was 27, Mom passed away in 2016. I miss that tradition. 

This year, Flyboy is in the air and the eldest sons are gone so it's just me and the Teenager. We'll order take-out and relax. Meh... good enough for me. Maybe I'll share my "birth story" with him. I'm sure I'll get an eyeroll out of him.

What do birthdays mean to you?