Day Of Labor

This is my 400th post.  I feel like I should be doing something special for it but....... maybe we'll wait till 450 or 500, huh?

The weekend started out with happy birthday to me!  Friday was number 28 for me.  I'm not old enough yet that I care about my age.  For the most part anyway.  After next year I might start caring.  I can't say it was my favorite birthday in the world.  In fact, I think it ranks in the top three bad ones.  Right after the one where I was sick as a dog and had a cherry popsicle for my birthday supper and the one where I begrudingly moved eight hours away from home.  It wasn't bad, per se, it just wasn't spectacular.  Maybe I'm supposed to be all grown up and mature by now but I still like to have my birthday be a special day.  But my mom was working all day, my dad was in the field, my closest cousins left for a mini vacation and all of my friends already had plans.  I can't complain though.  We did manage to squeeze in a lunch at Caleri's where I was served a birthday cupcake in a very special way:)

Not just anyone gets that serving platter, folks!  I also got to see my aunt and uncle that were up from Phoenix for the weekend.  Friday night a few of the family got together to spend some time with them and then I went into town and hung out with Jamie and Haley until Nate got home from the field.  That was the best part of my day.

That's the Phoenix family- Joe and Sue. 

Saturday I headed out to Bluffton.  Cassie came up with a couple vanloads of Athens people so I grabbed LeaAnn and we headed out there to spend the weekend with them.  And what a great weekend it was!  It was somewhat action packed but I only got a few pictures.  Us girls after we climbed the freakishly tall fire tower and me and LeaAnn on the swing that went a little too high for my comfort level.  Fun, though.

It was fun staying at Cassie's house and seeing more of her home life.  But then came the part of splitting ways, as we headed west and they headed south.  After seeing them I've been more homesick for Alabama.  Today in class I had the first near freak out moment of "What in the world am I doing???"  The teacher used a toy as an example for something and it was a toy we had at the preschool.  It just kind of drove home the reality of the fact that I'm no longer doing the only thing I've really known, which is child care.  I started to question whether or not I was really ready to step out of that comfort zone.  I know though, that this is right and I'm where I supposed to be.  So in that case, yes- I'm ready to step out. 
Anyways, great weekend with plenty of memories made.