So â€“ today is my birthday. Iâ€™m 28. I feel older (note: older, not old) and a little wiser.
This birthday is kind of a weird birthday for me. Something feels different about itâ€¦ (or maybe birthdays are just not as exciting anymore â€“ damn adulthood). I actually feel like I should be celebrating my mom today â€“ not me! All I did was come out. After all, she did all the hard work.
However, I must say that Iâ€™ve been looking forward to today for a long time because today kicks off a whole weekend of fun. My mom and aunt are coming to visit for a long weekend, and my baby shower is on Sunday. I couldnâ€™t be more excited!
Nothing truly special is going on â€“ just hanging out, getting some work done. My mother-in-law and DadHTP came over for lunch. I made a pineapple quinoa dish, loosely based on a recipe from Veganomicon. Basically â€“ quinoa cooked in pineapple juice; stir-fried broccoli, carrots, pineapple chunks, and almonds mixed in. Really, really tasty.
With chips and pineapple salsaâ€¦. And two of those cupcakes. Big props to Dad for making gluten-free cupcakes for me.
Oh, and this is what happens when the Husband and I agree not to exchange birthday presents:
Doesnâ€™t that look like a present to you? He got me two new maternity dresses.
Lucky for me, my birthday is first â€“ by 12 days. So every year, we promise not to do gifts, he buys me one anyway, and then I know that I still need to get him something, too. Iâ€™m not sure why we go through this whole â€œDonâ€™t buy me anything!â€ song and dance every year when we always exchange giftsâ€¦ but at least I get the heads up to buy him something, too.