Happy Birthday to Me!

So... Ive had a blog for years now and you are just now finding me. Well, just like many writers Ive never actually published anything. So here it is my birthday and much like New Years Eve, I try to come up with a million ways I'm going to improve myself over the coming years. You know, like what are those things Ive been meaning to do, get done, achieve, read, become, read, oh, and the ever improtant, QUIT doing. So naturally blogging is at the top of that list, because lets face it blogging seems way easier than to stop cussing, stop drinking alchohol, or writing that childrens book, or becoming the holistic nutritionest. that all requires much more work than jotting down my crazy rants or recording the death defying stunts my children perform on a daily basis.

So here goes. I will give you the beautiful beginnings at a later date, but for now let's stick to the topic at hand. 35!! What the heck 35! I have yet to go out and celebrate, but let me make myself perfectly clear. I DAMN well better be carded tonight if the server wants a tip. If he/ she follows the ceremonial carding with a "you seriously don't look a day older than 25", or this is a good one, "I'm gunna call your big sister and tell her you stole her ID"  (yup Safeway ladies... Safeway is the best for vanity pick-me-up.... Except your surrounded by the real thing, 20 something's that look like hot little flotation devices... Did I mention that I rant)

So today I made a vow to take some extra time for myself.

Step 1: Shower (seriously, mother of 4, this feels like the ceremonial once a year bathing ritual)
Step 2: Shave (thigh too)
Step 3: Use the bathroom by myself ... At least once... Surely I can, once.
Step 4: take the previous chipped up layer of nail polish off before applying another coat  (who am I kidding)
Step 5: Personal prayer time. (which sounds like this; Lord we have a free sitter tonight, please don't let any of the kids get sick today, please don't let anyone get hurt.. Badly enough to prevent us going out... Did I mention Lord, FREEEEEEE BABYSITTERRRR. Thank you Lord for my amazing husband and children.  Amen. Also if you could please have my husband come home early and give me a break from all the screaming and karate kid reinactments that would be awesome too. Amen again.)

Well, I'll let you know how it all goes. Wish me luck.