What a fun weekend we had!
On Friday, we stayed around the house and made lots and lots of cupcakes for our church bar-b-que. We headed up to Grandma and Grandpa’s for lunch and stayed and played for awhile, then headed back home to get ready for the church activity.
We got to the church field, sat around and talked for awhile, then ate way too much food. Once it started to get dark, they started shooting off fireworks. Now, these were not professional fireworks by any means, but they were WAY more fun than I have ever had watching fireworks, and I’ve been watching fireworks for 30 (gasp) years now! The fireworks are always my favorite part of the 4th, and I certainly was NOT disappointed that evening. Even the kids did well with the fireworks. I was quite proud of them!
If you want to see LOTS of pictures, you can check them out here:
Celebration photos: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=41158&l=7a796&id=652316746
On Saturday, we waited ALL DAY for my “overnighted” birth certificate to come. I was on the phone most of the day with every post office I could think of – the one that mom sent it from that promised to have it here by noon on 7/5, our post office in our little city, the post office in Athens (the hub from Ohio to our city). The Athens and the Ohio post offices both promised to have it here by 3 pm, while our post office told us that it might be here by Wednesday. WEDNESDAY?! Are you freaking kidding me? Mom paid for overnight service. Does that not mean anything to the USPS? Ridiculous. So, it’s Monday morning, and I still don’t have my birth certificate, still have an expired driver’s license, expired tags, AND I just got a call that my grandpa’s in the hospital. This 30 thing is not going well for me.
Saturday night, hubby and I left the kids with a sitter and ran to Walmart to get some stuff for Zander’s birthday that’s coming up. We ordered his cake from a local grocery store, and bought everything Batman or Spiderman related that we could afford. I think he’s going to have a very happy birthday. At least I hope so anyway.
So, I’m still trying to recover from this 30 thing. Gene told our friend Brother Tim how hard of a time I’m having with turning 30, so Tim made sure to give me quite a hard time about getting older. Gotta love him. 😉
One of these days, something will go right, and maybe 30 won’t be so bad. For now, though, I’m just taking it day by day.