Plus Six

It is that time of year again, if you can believe it, because I sure can't.
My birthday.
At dinner, Tarzan asked me what my birthday means to me and I had to think...One year closer to renewing my driver's license I guess. It's not like I have goals to achieve by reaching a certain age anymore. I can vote, buy cigarettes, drink and rent a car. I've hit all the milestones.
Taking stock of the last year, in no particular order, let's see what went down:

• I was called to be Relief Society President in our congregation.
• I got an iPhone! Now I can't imagine living without it
• Saw my baby brother graduate from high school, enter college and now he doesn't call me back because he's so grown up.
• Tarzan and I celebrated our 11th wedding anniversary.
• And went to the Rockies for Thanksgiving because Tarzan's parents will be out of the country for this year's celebration.
• Celebrated 5 years of this here blogging thing
• Was part of the entourage to watch the Endeavour shuttle being moved to it's new home.
• Saw BHB and Seth through engagement and wedding and into bliss
• Helped Tarzan coach his Academic Decathlon team to three medals and a "most improved" certificate.
• Took a hiatus from blogging while the world went insane and then came back with a vengeance.
• Saw Wicked for the zillionth time and loved it just as much as the first.
• Built a hay shed in the Desert
• Redid the front yard
• Took some mini-vacations with Tarzan including the Best Family Reunion EVER and a train ride home.

This is me and I am amused at how many people think I'm still in my 20's. That's a nice compliment every time it comes out.