Just noticed this is my 200th post. To celebrate, I threw myself a little ice cream cake party for lunch.
Actually, it was the left over ice cream cake Todd got me for my 30th birthday yesterday.
I talked with my brother yesterday morning- he asked me what kind of birthday shenanigans I was going to get into.
S: uh, not much, I'll probably do the laundree and clean up around the house.
E: really? it's your thirtieth birthday. get out and shake a tail feather.
S: yea- we've been away for ten days and the cats basically threw a house party while we were away. (mental pic is hilarious here. please imagine Mahalo with a tie around his head.
E: can't that wait until tomorrow?
S: sure, but I like to be happy on my birthday. living in squalor doesn't make me happy. floors will be swept and laundry will be done.
Todd came home and showered me with gifts- (a Pandora frog from Maks, ABC coconut oil, yoga socks, Lush stuffs and a book: Shit my Dad Says- really funny. I LOL'd several times) and then we went out grocery shopping and to the book store then we got back here and made my dinner of choice: spag and meat sauce and an ICE CREAM CAKE!
It was a pretty low key birthday. I'm feeling kind of meh about the whole thing, really. I commented to Todd that an awful lot happened in five years. Five years ago on 7/13 I didn't even know him- well, we were emailing back and forth on MySpace but we wouldn't meet until two months from now. I was even dating another dude.
I wonder what the 25 year old Sarah would think about being married with an infant living in Aston. Thirty year old Sarah likes her life but what about 25 year old? I wish sometimes we could Scrooged (or It's a Wonderful Life) style jump ahead in five year increments to see where we are in our life. I wonder if this would be a blessing or a curse- being able to see ourselves. Perspective changes, you know? In college, I was THRILLED to get out of Aston- now I live here- but am willing the universe to make something happen to change that.
Goals for this year:
Finish 200RYT- level 1 and 3 retrain about to be scheduled leaving level 4, 5 and anatomy.
To get paid for teaching yoga (pretty sure this is going to happen at Neumann- if not, here I come, Aston, Library!)
To let go of shit that's still bothering me from the 2002-2005 era. I guess a milestone birthday really draws this sort of thing out of a person, eh?
Figure out baptism for my kid- it's not really the baptism part we have to figure out- more like the godparent part.
Stop buying stuff I don't need and clean out stuff from my house (that I don't need.)
Annnnnd.....I think that's it.
Actually, it was the left over ice cream cake Todd got me for my 30th birthday yesterday.
I talked with my brother yesterday morning- he asked me what kind of birthday shenanigans I was going to get into.
S: uh, not much, I'll probably do the laundree and clean up around the house.
E: really? it's your thirtieth birthday. get out and shake a tail feather.
S: yea- we've been away for ten days and the cats basically threw a house party while we were away. (mental pic is hilarious here. please imagine Mahalo with a tie around his head.
E: can't that wait until tomorrow?
S: sure, but I like to be happy on my birthday. living in squalor doesn't make me happy. floors will be swept and laundry will be done.
Todd came home and showered me with gifts- (a Pandora frog from Maks, ABC coconut oil, yoga socks, Lush stuffs and a book: Shit my Dad Says- really funny. I LOL'd several times) and then we went out grocery shopping and to the book store then we got back here and made my dinner of choice: spag and meat sauce and an ICE CREAM CAKE!
26 year old Sarah...I worked at a tanning salon. Terrible.
I wonder what the 25 year old Sarah would think about being married with an infant living in Aston. Thirty year old Sarah likes her life but what about 25 year old? I wish sometimes we could Scrooged (or It's a Wonderful Life) style jump ahead in five year increments to see where we are in our life. I wonder if this would be a blessing or a curse- being able to see ourselves. Perspective changes, you know? In college, I was THRILLED to get out of Aston- now I live here- but am willing the universe to make something happen to change that.
Goals for this year:
Finish 200RYT- level 1 and 3 retrain about to be scheduled leaving level 4, 5 and anatomy.
To get paid for teaching yoga (pretty sure this is going to happen at Neumann- if not, here I come, Aston, Library!)
To let go of shit that's still bothering me from the 2002-2005 era. I guess a milestone birthday really draws this sort of thing out of a person, eh?
Figure out baptism for my kid- it's not really the baptism part we have to figure out- more like the godparent part.
Stop buying stuff I don't need and clean out stuff from my house (that I don't need.)
Annnnnd.....I think that's it.
Comments
Happy B-day, Friend!
Personally I think that jumping ahead 5 years is not a good idea. My 5 year incremental self would not know what to do with all of that information.
So, what I'm saying is, if anyone gives you a Delorean, some Plutonium, and a flux capacitor for your b-day, don't do it, it's trouble, I think.
Glad you enjoyed your 30th, I didn't take turning 30 too well. Although I made up for it when I turned 40!
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Oh and good call on Todd hooking you up with lots of good shit!