Happy Birthday To Me!

Well I've patiently waited for John to post the follow-up to "un puten duex" but alas I've given up on the waiting and will continue to catch everyone up on our latest happenings. (those wanting to hear more about the "rise of the machine" .... please standby.)

As some of you may know, I turned the big 3-0 on March 25th. I was kind of dreading it but luckily I didn't spend it as a lonely old single woman. That would have been a much harder pill to swallow. Instead I spent it as a newlywed of 3 months. So, my birthday was loverly thanks to my wondefuh husband. He had been working on my present for the whole weekend and I didn't have a clue what it was. I love to be surprised but I hate not knowing things so it's a difficult thing for me. Tuesday morning, I awoke to this...

Yep, that's right....after months of John hearing about how I wanted to learn to play the piano and hearing me pluck away at my garage sale keyboard that you have to hold just right to avoid the plug-in shorting out, he decided to go for the gusto and get me this cool digital keyboard. Up to this point, I've managed to teach myself the church hymns with one hand only. Now I'm in search of a teacher to help me learn the proper way of playing. Wish me luck!

After opening my present, John mentioned he'd taken the day off work and made me breakfast in bed. We spent the day in Fayetteville shopping and also managed to "hit a bucket" on our way back. For those not in the golfing know, hitting a bucket simply means going to the driving range and whacking golf balls. I'm not too terribly good at this but it was something that John and I did on our first date....apparently my skills have deteriorated since then. The balls I hit only floated a few feet in front of us and sharply off to the right. I convinced John to finish the bucket since he actually knows what he's doing. I was better at being a supportive wife than a golf player that's for sure. (I'll continue to hone my skill in that area instead).

So, the birthday was a success and very relaxing. After the day o fun, we stopped by the local butcher shop and bought some nice steaks and John grilled dinner for us. He's a grilling officianado and I was content with my day of birth and hitting the 30 year mark. Now heading to 40 may be another story.