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Best laid plans

So today was my birthday.  I had big plans to go to work, get out before 5pm and meet my parents at a fantastic restaurant for dinner.   When asked where I wanted to go, I requested the Goblin Market.  It was where Steve and I had our rehearsal dinner.  The food is soooooooo good.  I was looking forward all day to our 6:30 researvations. 

I looked at my watch at 3:30 and realized there was no way I was going to get to pick off that menu tonight.  After texting my husband to request he reschedule, I resolved myself to the fact that I would be lucky if I got home before 7pm.  Well, small grace, I was home by 6:30.  We spent the evening eating at the New China Buffet and getting groceries.  Very glamorous birthday wouldn't you say. 

My husband had a card and two gifts waiting when I arrived home.  The card is fantastic!  I love recycled things and this card is made from wire, beads and old plastic pictures.  It is a boy and girl on a bicycle for two.  I love it.  He also purchased a necklace and a bracelet from a store called 10,000 Villages.  They are a fair trade market and bring in goods from all over the world.  When the items sell, the money goes back to the artist who created it. 

My birthday card!
We have rescheduled the dinner for Saturday night.  At least then, I can get ready and wear something nice and not rush through my yummy dinner.  There will be presents from my parents and that is a bonus as well.  It will stretch out the festivties over a few days.  Whether the celebrating happens today or then really doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things.  I could get all worked up about not having a special day on my birthday, but what would be the point.  The day will still have passed without my best laid plans coming to fruition. 

Take each moment as it comes and don't sweat the small stuff.

In His service,
Mally

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