The blue bird of happiness

I turned 35 today. It was a bittersweet turning in that yet again I'm reminded that my sweet Ninnie isn't here and now this year her twin sister is gone too. We share a birthday, you see, and it makes me so sad that those gals are gone. Tears...deep breath. I did get to talk to RachiePoo and wish her happiness on her day of birth also, and that was nice! Also, the original Pooh sent me a bday wish which was totally nice! Thanks, btw, if you're reading!
Ok, so how did I spend my THIRTY FIFTH bday? Uhm, I went to Walmart. I washed, dried, folded, and PUT AWAY 5 loads of laundry. I unloaded and loaded the dishwasher. I cleaned THREE BATHROOMS from bow to stern. Most noteworthy of all, I DUSTED MY LIVING ROOM and DINING ROOM. I know, I know. You're wondering if I'm okay. Me too.
In other related news, I was pooped on by a bird today. Just natures little way of wishing me happiness, eh? Ha!
My mom is making me dinner tonight and bringing it over while my 3 kiddos and my 2 nieces swim while a gaggle of other relations look on. My SIL is making me one of her homemade world famous turtle cheesecakes. Ahhhhh. I shall surely weigh 10 pounds more by the week's end.
In other totally unrelated news, I am very excited about THIS WONDERFUL THING! I started blogging when Sam was 8 weeks old (the year was '00), and I wrapped that blog up in '05 by printing it (which only killed about 3,000 trees) and putting it in my wooden chest for the kids to read over one day and question their mother's sanity. I started this blog immediately after that, and I have been looking for a way to preserve it for posterity in a way that is a bit more user friendly. I think I may have found it! Hoorah!
Hasta mañana mis amigos