Birthdays...

I was looking back on my blog for this year and noting that I didn't blog about any of the birthdays that have happened recently. I'm probably not going to get around to it...but I was pondering birthdays, so this blog is about that.

I had to have this pointed out to me when the twins were born, but there is an interesting order in my kiddos birthdays.
July 23
August 24
September 25

Cool, huh? Makes it easier to remember them all. I just have to remember the months. For a person like me, who rarely remembers numbers, that is really important. Of course, another birthday that fits the pattern is my mother-in-law's. Her birthday is October 26th. My sister-in-law (my brother's wife) has the same birthday. Awesome that I don't have to think hard to remember that. Certain birthdays stick in my head because of their dates.

Another is August 30. I know several people with that birthday. It's kind of weird how many people I know with that birthday. Facebook alerts me to this upcoming birthday, and the list is really long.

I guess birthdays were a bigger thing around me this year because of the Disneyland thing. Something free at Disneyland is amazing, so a lot of people have taken advantage of that. I did. I got a season pass on my birthday (for the discount) then took each of my kids and my husband for their birthdays. It was nice. I'm the only one of us with a season pass, and I probably won't use it much anymore, but it was cool to be able to take everyone. Too bad the twins aren't free anymore, or we would be going more often just the three of us.

Most years I don't really care about my own birthday. This year was a little different with turning 29...for the first time. Not that I plan on staying 29, but too many people use that age over and over. I don't get it. There really isn't anything spectacular about being 29. Maybe it has something to do with not being in the 30's though. Is there something wrong with being 30? I guess I'll know when I get there.


Tony turned 35 last week. He took the day off so that we could go to Disneyland, then his sister decided to scare us and try to have her kid that day. We spent half the day deciding whether or not we were actually going to go or if we were going to stay and see the baby if he came. We ended up going. It was good, but crowded. Odd that it was crowded on a Wednesday, but apparently, according to my friend that works there, it's been crowded constantly lately. Still, being just Tony and I, we weren't rushed to get to everything, and it was kind of relaxing to stand in a line with just him and I.

The next day my nephew was born. Tony's sister had a beautiful baby boy...kinda early. He had a few complications, being just under-baked, but he went home from the hospital today, finally. I'm feeling like the lame aunt that doesn't have any pictures, but I'll be taking some later. I always hate taking pictures in a hospital. They never turn out right. The lighting is yucky, and I always feel like I'm disturbing someone. I decided to wait until I go see him when he's at home. It will probably be a week or two, unless my SIL calls me because she needs something or she's bored. His parents have a few birthday (real birthday pictures), so mine really aren't necessary anyway. I'm going to make him some pirate pictures. I'm trying to figure out a good way to get a tattoo on him for a picture. Maybe I'll just add it after the picture. I don't want to mess up his skin. The kid has too many issues without my messing with him for a picture.

Supermommie vs. Lady Laundry

While doing some laundry today, my mind began to wander...

If I really was a superhero, who would be my nemesis? Lady Laundry!

I have no ideas for stories yet, however, I am open to ideas...

Laundry is the never-ending cycle that everyone battles eventually, unless you are a nudist or something...or maybe if you only have one set of clothes...still, even if you only had one set of clothes, you would have to wash at some point.... Anyway, my point is that Lady Laundry would have to be especially gross in order to be a real super villain.

One can battle this enemy by sending it to the cleaners, hiring someone else to do it, or many other wimpy ways, but Supermoms just buckle down and do it. Ok, some days I'm not really a Supermom. This got me thinking of a side kick...a maid or something...I haven't really decided. Still, this way I could remain a super hero, and still get the assist.

Today I was doing an especially vile load (accident in bed...not the worst, but it isn't pretty). I also had the regular volume of clothes that is big, just simply because 7 people live in this house. It made me think...if I actually made a comic book with Lady Laundry as the villain, it would have to be scratch-and-sniff just to get the full effect. Plus Lady Laundry needs to be huge.

Do you have a picture in your head yet? I don't blame you if you don't. I'm kind of a geek, so this line of thinking really isn't abnormal for me. It makes my life just a bit more fun and takes the mundane task of laundry and makes it something completely different. Something more fun. Something geeky. Something a bit more me.