Thirty Four, What a Bore!

Thanksgiving of 74 was thirty four loooong years ago.

So I am now a boring and ripe old 34 years of age. I have three kids, seven wedded years and a house full of love to show for it. So I suppose boring is ok.

This year, my Hubby took me to the mall to shop for some new clothes and the goodies for my birthday. I am standing more than sixty pouinds lighter than last year, so we didnt shop in any "plus size" stores. I'm proud of that. As well as the fact that I can see my feet, private parts and knees again! Hooray!!! My new jeans are the same size I wore at 24. And I will never smoke a cigarette again. My blood pressure is great, cholesterol is enviable, and fear of diabetes is a thing of the past. My kids will never know that Mom was a ticking time bomb a year ago. But I do, and Im proud of the work Ive put in, Happy Birthday to me! Now if I could only fix the elasticity of my skin and three c-sections.....

Some very interesting other things happened this past weekend however....
but they are deserving of their own post.