As only those born into the Leap Year club will understand, this thank you for all my presents and birthday wishes is coming a week after my birthday celebration because, well, the celebration hasn’t quite ended.
If you are a Leap Year baby, especially one over 30 (just a little, right Karen and Kolleen?), then you know than a birthday celebration on a non-Leap Year can go on for days, weeks, even possibly a month or so. In fact, mine began earlier in the week with Monday skiing and lunch with friends on Wednesday. And continued Thursday, Feb. 27, when I opened my present from my parents. Hey, it came in the mail, I opened it. For those who know me, there wasn’t a chance in hell I was going to wait to open the present before me, even if I had an exact birthday day to wait for.
To my surprise … it was a Ninja. For those of you who don’t know what that is, it is a cheaper version of the Vitamix industrial blender/food processor that makes cooking, blending, chopping and smoothie-making oh, so much easier, and I have one now. I’ve already made a couple of smoothies, pulverized some graham cracker crumbs for a recipe and whipped up some of the most delicious berry ice-cream I have ever made or tasted. The kids loved it, too. So my first thank-you goes out to my Mom and Dad (and sister for being the birdie that told mom I wanted this).
Next on my list of thank-yous is the 100 or so of my closest friends who wished me Happy Birthday on Facebook. And I am not saying this with one iota of sarcasm, honest. I’ve joked in the past about the people who won’t talk to you in the grocery store or church or on the sidelines of a basketball game, but will like your posts on Facebook or send you a quick Happy Birthday, and I’ll admit, I’ve ignored a lot of birthday messages in past years. But this year, instead of reading my Facebook messages with the cynicism of one who knows better, I read each and every message, commented on a few and reflected on the people who were sending them. I had friends that had celebrated my first Leap Year birthday ever wish me happy birthday; college friends and swim teammates from elementary school drop in to let me know they were thinking of me. Past coaches and colleagues wished me a good day and high school friends made sure to zip me a quick message on my timeline or directly so their messages were for no one but me. For the first time I appreciated Facebook for connecting me to my past, present and future and giving me time to laugh, cry and joke about the memories these birthday well-wishers hold in the depths of my 10 1/2 year-old brain (yes, I am referring to my age in Leap Years now). So thank you everyone!
These are the times I wish I thought to hit the voice record button on my phone. Even if I was having a crappy birthday, which I wasn’t, it all would have turned around once I heard my 4-year-old niece, Dora, my sister (do I have a made up name for you?) and my 19-month-old nephew, Curious George sing me Happy Birthday on the phone. So damn cute, I wanted to hug you all right through the phone. Thank you for putting an extra smile or two or three … on my face.
Though, in reality for most, Feb. 29 only comes once every four years, I’ve always felt bad for those March 1st babies out there. Because at my house the calendar always had a 29th of February and those with a March 1 birthday only got one every four years. March always begins on the second during non-Leap Years in my house. So for those who know me well, they know I celebrate my birthday on the day after Feb. 28th no matter what year it is. This year The Grinch and I did Mexican and very large pitchers of Pitron margaritas with some friends — friends who know me so well. How do I know?
Well it wasn’t because the three bottles of wine I received (although that showed they knew me, too) …
Or the candle (I love candles) and the scale for my luggage for a few upcoming trips I have planned (what a great idea) …
Nope what I loved almost as much as the laughs, the drinks, the food and the company that night … was the cards. I love cards and though put into them by loved ones when they are buying them. Whether bought to make you laugh, because they depict you and/or your relationship with the other person perfectly or simply a hand-written note from one of my kids, telling me how much I mean to them … thoughtful cards are the way to my heart. So thank you everyone for the cards.
Here’s a few:
Sentimental from Mom and Dad
Country Humor from my Favorite Oklahoma gal (she’s her own kind of Pioneer Woman)
LOL Humor From my Gal Pals
Sweet Words from Thing 1 and Thing 2
A Special Leap Year Card from Thing 3
And My Favorite From The Grinch (He totally gets my humor)
Oh, and I can’t forget to thank my husband for my Kitchen Aid Mixer (yay, I’ve wanted one for years and finally got up the guts to ask for one) and flowers;
Or my friend since preschool, J, who always remembers to call me on my birthday.
Or LB, who I don’t think she has ever missed sending a birthday card to me since we became friends in the seventh-grade. I’m not kidding, she even sent them to me when we were in college.
LB’s Sweet Card
Oh … so many thank-yous, that make me so, so thankful for all I have, and for being 42 and for having the friends I have, and the memories I have and the family I have and whole bunch of people, especially The Grinch, who are in my life and who know and get me so well.
But before I go, I have one or two more thank-yous. A thank-you to my girlfriends who kept the birthday celebration going into this week, with an amazing lunch Thursday full of great food, even better conversation and, of course, a drink or two (I wish I took at least one photo for the blog).
And another GREAT BIG THANK YOU to The Grinch, for letting me continue the celebration through to the end of March and on his birthday, when I get to visit one of my very best friends and favorite couple in Oklahoma. I needed that. I only wish he was coming, too.
Feeling so blessed. Really, I am!
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