So I am now 30. Seriously, I am, and I thought that is was going to bother me
alot more than it really has. I recall when I turned 25, I mean
c'mon it was only 5 years ago, it wasn't a lifetime ago...though it sometimes feels like it. Turning 25 was HUGE for me. I was officially a quarter of a century old. Now maybe it is the dramatic actress in me, but when worded that way, of course it sounds bad. But I wasn't the only person to think of it that way. As my 25
th birthday approached, someone said to me "Oh my god, you are going to be a quarter of a century old!" Before hearing that, I think I was
ok, it was just another day. But it stuck with me, and all I wanted was to be a kid again. I told my mother that I either wanted a party with a clown who made balloon animals, or I was going to stay in my room with the blinds closed and under the covers. So my mother being the cool, wonderful mother that she is, came into my room at an early hour, and early back then was probably 8:00 AM, with a rainbow clown wig, a red clown nose and humongous pink clown glasses singing happy birthday!!!! I was so excited, and laughing so hard....I quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed my camera and snapped a picture. Why wouldn't I? That made my day. She wanted to cheer me up, and she did.
So now, back to 30....
All I have ever wanted was a surprise party. I think that surprise parties are awesome. I have been to so many surprise parties, birthday, showers, etc. I have thrown a few as well, and might I say I got her good both times! So as my 30
th birthday approached, I was telling my mother and my sister that I wanted a surprise 30
th. And as most people who know me can tell you, I usually find things out. Ever since I was a kid, especially at Christmas, I would always shake my presents that were under the tree, and I could always guess what it was. So my mother was determined to put a stop to that. She got me a digital camera 2 years ago, and packed it in a huge box, with like industrial sized toilet paper rolls in it to make it heavy and throw me off-it worked. So since then she has gotten me a few times with birthday gifts, and I give her credit.
So about a week or so before my birthday, mum decides to tell me she is going to my sister's house for February vacation, and she is leaving the day before my birthday. WHAT?!?!?!? I was so upset....this birthday is a milestone (kind of). So I said fine....go. FINE.
I was convinced that it would be Kevin and I having dinner somewhere, and that would be it. I would turn 30...
So on my birthday, I woke up not feeling well at all. I could barely swallow. So off to the ER we go. Strep throat! Happy birthday!!!! Kevin told me he was taking me out to dinner (I knew it) . And I honestly wasn't feeling like doing anything but resting. So he tells me that we are going in town....but was vague with the details, so of course I was a bit
suspicious. I thought nothing of it. Before we left, I thought to myself, maybe I should bring my camera? You know just in case...it was after all my 30
th birthday. I decided against it. I didn't ask questions, and I was just going to enjoy a night out with my guy. As long as I was with him, I would have a great time. So as we are driving, he gets a phone call from a friend telling him about a party at a hall not too far from where we were going to eat, and that we should stop by for a drink. So we eat....very quickly, and I was kind of curious as to why he inhaled his food, and why I couldn't get dessert or even finish my drink. But again I didn't ask questions. I figured he had something planned that would require us to be somewhere at a specific time. So I left a barely touched drink behind, and followed his lead. So he asked if I wanted to stop by the party to see some friends quickly, and I said sure, being the easy going gal that I am. Not knowing where he would be taking me after. So we pull into the parking lot, and he informs me that we have to leave by 9:00 PM sharp. So now, I should mention that I had a suspicion. Earlier that week, I was on the computer, and I decided to look in the history, to see if I could figure out if he had been looking for ideas for gifts to get me. I know what you are thinking....and I am awful, but I am a bit of a snoop, especially when it comes to presents!!!! So I look in the history, and see all kinds of stuff. Good stuff. Great things! I see sites for jewelry stores. What girl doesn't like jewelry? So I look some more, and see.....engagement rings!!!!!!!!! So I freak out and close the laptop! I don't want to know if he is looking at engagement rings!! I want THAT to be a surprise. So my mind starts to race, along with my heartbeat, and I am thinking....we can't afford that right now....It is a huge purchase, and I know that he doesn't have the money because I pay all the bills, and I know what our bank account is like, and it is definitely not large enough to go out and buy an engagement ring. So I get the idea out of my head...or try to anyways. I will be honest, with the way he was acting all suspect about the details of the after dinner plans, and why we had to leave the party at 9 PM sharp, I was starting to get butterflies in my stomach....
So we walk into the hall where the party was, and it was all quiet, and I was expecting to hear music or talking or something....He opens the door for me, and I look in to see friends from high school, from work, and family, friends and balloons.....
I finally got my surprise party! I was so happy, and taken aback, It was perfect.
So no engagement ring, I am
ok with that. I got what I wanted, and I think that having so many people that I love, and who love me all together made turning 30 much easier....
I am 30 and I am happy and healthy, and have everything a girl could want or need....for now.
Seriously.....I would really like an engagement ring....
but I can wait. Good things come to those who wait....
