Today, I am 33. I have finished 33 years on this Earth.
That’s right… I was due on Christmas but came a little late. My brother was also due on Christmas but came a little early. Dad’s birthday is in January and 90% of the extended family is in December. As a child, I assumed everyone’s birthday was between Thanksgiving and Valentine’s Day. Well, Mom’s is in September, but she’s a teacher and this made complete sense to me. I finally met someone in elementary school who was born in April. She brought cupcakes to school. There was no snow. It was all very confusing.
I was born on a Tuesday in Temple, Texas at Scott & White Hospital. I now have friends who are employed by Scott & White. Gerald Ford was President. My father was 4 years into a 20-year military career. Gas cost $.60 a gallon and bread was $.30 a loaf. Three’s Company began its dominion and Rocky won Best Picture of the Year. The divorce rate was 4.8%.
Barak Obama is president today. I now live where Gerald Ford once called home. Gas is $2.45 a gallon and a loaf of bread is about the same, depending on how many grains you want in your crust. The national divorce rate of people over 15 (what?) is 10.7%. LOST and So You Think You Can Dance are my favorite shows and I think Precious will win Best Picture.
I’m 29 weeks pregnant and 40 pounds overweight at the moment. I have a 3 year-old daughter, 40 chickens, 8 longhorn cattle, 1 big dog, 3 barn cats, a seriously handsome husband, and a wood stove. I’m blessed to be a stay-at-home mom / farm maiden. I happily sew, cook, and rock a cordless drill.
I’m healthy despite an un-treated addiction to Coca Cola and pizza. I have incredible friends and solid extended family. I sing when no one is listening and I write to clear my brain. I’m more primitive than country, and red is my favorite color.
I am blessed beyond measure.