I’m a Year Older -- and Wrinklier

I decided to go ahead and turn 35. 

It was a good decision. 

I had a wonderful birthday.  My dear husband took a clue and made my day exceptionally great.  Last year he bonked in a very bad way.  I apparently shamed him enough that he didn’t want to repeat his performance this year.  I don’t remember being hard on him, but if it worked, that’s all that matters.

My mommy was in town so that was extra-excellent.  And Mykey took the day off from work so we could spend the day playing.  I decided I wanted to play at the Oregon Zoo.  We’ve been meaning to take Eva and this seemed like a great opportunity.  The nice thing was that the zoo was very quiet and we were one of only a handful of patrons.  The bad thing was that it was freezing cold outside.  The temperature was right around 40 but it was really humid and it felt like –76.  None of us were properly dressed for our stroll through the tundra.  Thankfully we had enough sense to wear heavy coats, but we were in desperate need of hats and gloves.  I kept asking what kind of idiot goes to the zoo in November.  Clearly age has not blessed me with wisdom.

I was impressed with the zoo and have plans to return once the weather is nicer. Well, we’re going to see the Christmas lights and then I swear…not again until Spring.

A few highlights:

The otters were full of energy and whooshed around in front of the glass for a long time.  Eva loved it and squealed whenever they swam by.

We also saw the vultures.  I didn’t care about seeing the vultures until I saw this sign.  Then it seemed like it would be a shame not to stop by for a peek. 

Here’s Eva being exceptionally brave by touching a disgusting reptile.  I love how suspicious Eva is of the animal handler.  I’m suspicious too.  Handling lizards?  Creepy.

This is the real reason we came to the zoo.  I bought some Skittles for Eva and let her eat 3.  I then poured the rest into my gob.  Hey, it was my quarter.

Gawking at the elephants.  By this point my toes were hypothermic.

After the zoo we stopped for a sandwich.  And a strawberry malt.  It’s never too cold for ice cream.  Then we headed home for presents and cake.  Since we had just eaten a malt, I was prudent and waited for an hour before diving into the cake.  I paced myself.

Mykey bought me a new cookbook, a cookbook stand, and a new cast iron pot.  Obviously he wants me to live in the kitchen.  I’m alright with that.  The kitchen is where we keep the food.

 

 

Myke’s mom sent me chocolate and my parents gave me money.  My mommy also bought me an All-American chocolate cake from Costco.  It weighed about 83 pounds and was delicious.  We ate it for 2 days and still have half of the cake in the freezer.  I am savoring that baby.

Mykey bought a candle that played music and had a sparkler in the middle.  See what I mean about going out of his way to make the day special?

I had so much fun turning 35, I might just have a birthday next year too.