Happy St. "Padich" Day

I hope you all had a wonderful St. Patrick's Day, or as Grace calls it, St. Padich Day.  She has been looking forward to this day for a while now.  She made her daddy promise that he would wake her up before I got up so that she could change into her green clothes and come in and pinch me.  What a silly girl.  I love how much fun she has with holidays.  This morning I made us green shamrock pancakes and we had corned beef and cabbage for dinner. After dinner two little leprechauns, actually it was her Nona & Papa, gave Grace a present. They gave her her very own motorcycle helmet. Now she can ride on Frank's bike.  She has had a perma-grin all night. Frank drove her home from my parents house and she was extactic! I'm pretty sure she would sleep with it on if we would let her. 

so long twenties, it's been fun.

I have about 20 more minutes left of my 30th birthday and as I sit her alone in dark, I am oddly at peace. Much to my surprise I don't really feel any different. My birthday came and went pretty much like any other day. I got a kiss on the cheek and a "happy birthday honey" from my hubby on his way off to work. My precious 5 year old wanted to make me a special birthday breakfast in bed but because she knows she is not allowed to use the stove she decided to make me oatmeal. (I will admit that it was a bit on the cold side, but if you could have seen the smile on her face. She was so proud of herself. To be honest I have been an emotional wreck this past week leading up to today. I guess I finally realized that life is going to happen whether I like it or not. Instead of focusing on all the blessings I have in my life I was dwelling on the negatives. Yes I may weigh more than I would like, but because I was blessed with two wonderful children I have a reason for it. I may not be living in my dream house, but at least I have a place to call home. The endless task of cleaning the kitchen only means I have a family to cook for. Although I don't get to go shopping as often as I would like and my checkbook could use a bailout from Washington, I am thankful that I get spend every day at home with my children. I guess what I am trying to say is that I need to stop waiting for tomorrow, start enjoying today and begin living for the moment.