Operation Birthday: Day 8 (a day late and a $ short)

Today’s mission: girls night in!

I have a three year old who has learned very quickly the importance of girls night out (or in).    She asks on a fairly regular basis when she and I can have girls night.  For her, girls night is all about the popcorn and coke that she deems as a requirement to all girls’ nights.  She also strongly believes a movie should play a key role but knows that it is not crucial.

The men of the house scored some free Hawks tickets for the evening so it was a perfect opportunity for girls night.  She and I (and a few other friends) were able to celebrate my last night of my thirties.  The thirty-something decade was surly a great one.  I had an amazing time during this tenure.  I visited Vienna.  I preached the opening of a new church. I had a baby girl.  I completed my Master’s degree.  I visited London and Paris. I became a dog owner.  I met amazing people.  .I read through the Bible.  I learned how to paint.

So as I sat with my friends to ponder the importance of these years, I enjoyed a tall glass of one of my favorite cocktails – limeade mixed with a fiber supplement.

I know how to party.

He-who-shall-not-be-named-in-sermons-or-blogs snapped the above photo at 12:01.  My first minute of being 40 was exciting.  I got flowers and hugs and then shooed everyone out the door because I was about to turn into a pumpkin.  It was, after all, two hours past my bedtime.


Proverbs 22:6

• New King James Version
  Train up a child in the way he should go, And when he is old he will not depart from it.