Is 41 a magical number?
Last week I celebrated my 41st birthday. Well I shouldn't really say "celebrated" because everyone (except my husband) caught a virus, H1N1, sinus infection.... you name it, we had it! We are starting the become healthy now! Finally!
Tonight Todd and I are going out to dinner with good friends of ours. I can't wait! It's been awhile since we had a "date" night or time to ourselves. Todd has been working a lot of extra hours tutoring after school since I don't have my full time job anymore. We get so caught up in the day to day activites and the kids sports/guitar lessons/schooling. Does anyone else find this happens? I love my husband so much, but I am still afraid that one day the kids will be gone and we will look at each other and say "who are you?".
After a run of what I call "bad luck" but really just boils down to depression: I have concluded that 40 wasn't a great year for me so that must mean that 41 is my magical number!! It has to be, for my sanity! Wish me luck!!





















