Wednesday, November 11, 2009
onday was my best birthday yet. It was the big 30. It started off like every good b'day should, with breakfast in bed. Jared packed lunches and got everyone out the door for school. The weather was gorgeous and so he sent me on a nice long walk and then off to get a pedicure. Isn't he the greatest?! How did I get so lucky? I don't know. Jared headed to work but returned a few hours later with this:
Isn't it gorgeous?! Can you believe?! I couldn't. I am terrible on the piano, but I love it. And I have often told him so. He said he searched high and low and a lady at work mentioned that she had a piano she would be willing to sell. When Jared saw the pictures, he said he knew this was the one he wanted to buy me. So she figured out how much it was worth (and sold it to him for a 1/3 of that!) and it looks so fabulous in our old house. Again, isn't he the GREATEST?!
My day was so full of emails and phone calls and homemade cards and promises to "do ever thing you tell me to" and even a dear friend who drove 35 minutes to bring me a sweet card and chocolates. My parents watched our kids so we could go out to dinner and I just don't when I've had such a wonderful birthday.