This morning, I was laying in bed lazily, thinking about all the great birthdays I've celebrated in years past. Interestingly (to me, at least), I found I can remember almost ALL my birthdays for years and years back. So, I thought I'd write a little post in memory of birthdays past.
4 yrs -- we moved into our new house 5 days after I turned four. I have a distint memory of standing on our front lawn on my birthday, watching them load furniture into a truck to take over to the new house.
5 yrs -- my parents surprised me with the beautiful Cinderella dress I had been admiring at the store. It was gorgeous! Pink and white and frilly, all the way to the floor. It was a great twirler!
6 yrs -- I had to shell peas on my birthday. I've always remembered how indignant I was about having to do such menial labor on my BIRTHDAY?!?
7 yrs -- my mom tried to be so thoughtful and threw a surprise party for me, inviting all my friends from school. They were waiting at my house when I got home from my grandma's that afternoon. When they yelled "Surprise!!" I went white as a sheet and ran out of the room without saying a word. I was totally paralyzed with fear and hated every minute of it. I didn't recover from the shock until only one girl was left and we played paper dolls in the basement. My "crush" - Ryan E. couldn't come, but he brought me an ice cream cone the next day.
8 yrs -- my parents had some "occasion" in the evening and couldn't celebrate with me, so they let a babysitter take me and my brother Blaine to see "Bambi" at the movie theater. It was one of the only movies I saw in the theater as a kid. We had a great big family party with cousins, aunts and uncles a couple of weeks later when I got baptized.
11 yrs -- we celebrated by taking a picnic out to the fields where my dad and brothers were working, baling hay. My mom brought out the most gorgeous white-frosting strawberry cake at the end of the picnic. As soon as she took the cover off, hundreds of little green bugs jumped up into that fluffly white frosting and got stuck there! We had to pick them out before eating our cake. I'm sure I whined about it, sadly. And my mom said it will make a great memory someday. ha!
13 yrs -- one of the only birthdays I really don't like to remember. I was at girls camp, having a terrible time, feeling neglected by friends (you know how those teenage girl dramas go?). My parents showed up to surprise me, with a delicious cake to share with all the girls. I cried and beggggged to go home with them but my dad said I needed to "stick it out." Luckily, I survived.
14 yrs -- my mom cut my bangs too short the day before my birthday, and they looked pretty funny. It was the last time she ever cut my bangs. All my cousins were up from Utah that year, and we had some awesome swimming parties in the canal the whole week of my birthday.
16 yrs -- went on a Daddy/Daughter date to Homestead Farms restaurant at 7 a.m. and my dad took me shopping at Cal Ranch for some presents. Then went boating with my family on Grandma Eva and Doug's new boat. Then rushed home to go on my first-ever date, doubled with Lance and Jennifer and saw "Robin Hood, Prince of Thieves." It was a pretty perfect day.
17 yrs -- spent the entire day from 6 a.m. to 7 p.m. working on the Junior Miss pageant I was in. We practiced for a few hours first thing in the morning, then raised money for sponsorship allll day long. I didn't even EAT anything until that night my parents took me to dinner (at Melenas, I think?)
18 yrs -- I was working at potato factory that summer. I worked 7 to 3 p.m. on my birthday, then took off and went swimming in a canal with friends and cousins in the evening.
19 yrs -- I vaguely remember going riding with my cousin Ladd in his 4x4 Blazer.
20 yrs -- my neighbor threw a surprise party for me. She invited a guy I had never really met but I thought was cute. No joke. I told her about seeing this guy at a movie theater and finding out he worked at a sports store. So, she called the sports store and asked him to come to my birthday party! Slightly awkward, but very thoughtful. And the cake was amazing!! (She was a pastry chef.)
21 yrs -- I was working in Utah, and went to Fridays with a group of girlfriends for dinner. The waiter tied several helium balloons in my long, long hair, making little strands of hair float up all over. It was quite the sight!
22 yrs -- I was a missionary. My birthday was on a Sunday. We had two baptisms that day, and my companion made a cake for me in the kitchen at the church. I was wearing a yellow jumper that I thought was sooo cute, and my hair was up in a french twist, so fancy!
23 yrs -- Still a missionary. My birthday was a p-day, so all the missionaries in our zone went downtown to go bowling together. I shared my birthday with one of the elders, and I made him a big card for everyone to sign that said HAPPY BIRTDAY (left out the H, by accident)
24 yrs -- I was working in Utah, went to lunch at a fancy little place with my mom and several of her sisters. It was sooo much fun!
25 yrs -- had a party at my apartment complex with tons of friends, very fun. Then went out with a small group for dinner, and one of the guys said, "25? That's a whole quarter of a century." For some reason it hit me wrong, and I felt really sad. I went home and cried, and felt sooo old.
26 yrs -- I was in Boston, and a group of friends met for dinner downtown at Faneuil Hall. Alicia made me sit in line with a bunch of kids to get a balloon hat made by Rocco the Clown. Then we ate lobster at Durgan Park and I told the story of "I've never had Lobster" (for those who haven't heard it, it's a goodie, but too long for this post!)
27 yrs -- my roommates blindfolded me and took me to a park for breakfast -- eggs in a frame -- made by Bryce LaPierre and Brittney Davis. Then we had a big pool party at one of my roommates' parents' house, South of Boston. We finished the day with a delicious seafood dinner at Jakes restaurant in Hull, MA. Brian and I were in "Round 2" at the time, and he was in Saudi Arabia, but he sent some great Syrian jewelry that arrived RIGHT ON my birthday. Perfect timing. Oh, what a great day!
28 yrs -- it was on a Sunday again. Highlight was taking a nap on a blanket at a quiet little park. Very relaxing. Friends came over for cake and ice cream that evening.
29 yrs -- I was driving across the country with Becky Meese, heading for home and preparing to get married in 10 days. I think we crossed through Iowa and Nebraska that day. Not the most exciting, but memorable, I guess?
30 yrs -- I was expecting Samantha, still in the middle of morning sickness. My friend Corri, from my mission, was visiting us in London and met me at work for lunch. Then she came with me and Brian to dinner that night. The only food I could keep down nicely was pizza, so we went to Pizza Hut.
31 yrs -- Brian surprised me and got a babysitter for Samantha so we could go out to dinner and see a show. We watched the Frank Senatra show, because I love his music. It was great just to have some time together alone!
32 yrs -- I was newly pregnant with Spencer, and Samantha and I had just returned to London from the US the day before. I was sooo jetlagged and tired and sick all day. It rained and poured allll day long on my birthday, and I slept. I didn't even care. I actually enjoyed hearing the rain as I slept alll day. We ordered take away food for dinner and ate at home, which was fine with me.
33 yrs -- We had just moved back to the US and had a big family reunion the weekend of my birthday. Brian made a delicious cake for me and we had a little party with his family, at the end of the reunion, then I packed up the kids and drove to my parents to stay for the week (Brian was going hiking with his brothers), where we had more parties! Brian surprised me with a pedicure and massage at a spa in Idaho Falls. That was real treat!!
34 yrs -- That's today! And the plan is to have a leisurely morning to myself while Brian takes the kids to get some presents. Then Brian and I are going to float the Boise River while our very nice sister-in-law Dalana watches our kids. Cake and ice cream for everyone afterward, sounds like a great day!
Wow! When I write my life by birthdays it sounds like one constant party, eh?!