Happy Birthday to Me - Part 1

I'm gonna be 40 in August.

There, that wasn't so hard to say. Anyway, I love birthdays. I love celebrating birthdays. I personally think my birthday should be celebrated year-round.

Unfortunately, I've had some real stinkers. Many times when I was young, the first day of school was my birthday. SuperHubby has had quite a few brain surgeries on or around my birthday, and FrogBoy was diagnosed with autism the day after my birthday. SH forgot #38, which frankly made him very UNsuper that year, and he had a migraine and slept through #39. So I figure 40 has to be better.

So this year, I had big plans. I found out Bon Jovi was playing in Charlotte, and I figured they did that just for me, so I decided I'd go. Since I love Jon and he will love me as soon as he meets me and all that. Sadly, tickets went on sale in October, when I had no money, so I gave up the dream and figured it was not meant to be.

Tax refunds came and I was looking for a way to celebrate. Thought we'd do a big family trip. But SH keeps doing the migraine dance, so I couldn't really make firm plans, and everything I came up with was deemed BORING by the boys. Which squashed my ideas of family fun.

Then I hit on it. A mini-vacation for each of the boys, separately, just them and me. This past week, during spring break, Froggie and I went to the Lego outlet in GA.

Spanky's trip comes later. As for Bon Jovi, that chapter is still open...