The mystics will tell you that a full moon means lots of different things; energy surges when the moon is full, light vs dark, new starts. Knowing all of this, would someone enlighten me to the significance of a Super Moon on the 30th anniversary of my birth. No, really I want to know.
birthday
Happy Birthday to Me
You may go back to your regularly scheduled lives.
Monday Mix-up v.11
I’m officially counting down to my birthday. Not only is it my big Three-Oh but I’m also able to pull in St. Pat’s day a couple of days prior and the day of my birthday I’m tailgating my favorite hockey team. Talk about a weekend of super fun. Can’t wait!
My Next Thirty Years~ Tim McGraw
Again, not a huge country fan but this seemed appropriate for some reason. Don’t know why.
Plowed~ Sponge
Welcome back to the music of the 90s. Love it!
Bailamos~ Enrique Iglesias
I’ve said it time and time again I really want to learn how to latin dance. This is one that I can’t help but to dance in the car when it comes on.
At Last~ Etta James
If this isn’t the perfect song to grab a glass of wine and relax to I don’t know what is.
I’ll Be There For You~ Bon Jovi
We’ve all been in those places where we need someone. A shoulder to cry on or someone to move a body couch.
Vickled Peppers
Blondie’s boyfriend Silent Bob turned 33 last Saturday. Like me, he is a foodie. For the winder holiday I built him a basket of fun food finds. I think I had almost as much fun finding all of the items as he did opening each one. It really was hard to give some of them away. So for his birthday I decided to take my new-found canning abilities and can some peppers. Yes, you can say it “pickled peppers, pickled peppers, pickled peppers.” OR for a bit more fun “Vickie’s pickled peppers,” which inevitably turns into “Vickled peppers.” So that’s what I’m calling them. The method in pictures. Enjoy!
A Blow Out Birthday
Thanks to Mother Nature my birthday was icy and cold. Hubby had to work since he pulls people out of ditches for a living and the family outing was rescheduled. I’m not bitter… it’s still March and I can have an entire month of celebration if I want to. Pffft
I was able to take Monday off and play with Button. She and I went on several errands and even found time to check out a movie.
In middle of our outing I realized I was about to have a major wardrobe malfunction. Know that during my post surgery weight loss I’m finding lots of clothes I haven’t been able to wear for years. Know also that I tend to get dressed in the dark as to not wake the hubby. Now, you will not be surprised to know that I found a hole in the leg of the jeans I decided to wear. Of course it was in a place that if I did decide to bend down to look at something, say on the bottom shelf at a store, I would surely end up showing everyone my super cool (clean of course) undies.
To prevent the world from that sight I decided we needed to get a pair of jeans before we got too far into our day. Since Lane Bryant likes to size their pants in colors and tiny tiny numbers I had no idea what size I wore. The good news is that between the “I should be this” size and the “dear god please let me fit into this” size I can comfortably fit into the latter. Total NSV for me!
We get to actually go out and celebrate my birthday this weekend so I will definitely be wearing these super cool, much smaller, pants!