What Else Could I Want?

It's funny how your birthday changes. I'm not at the stage that I'm embarrassed by my age (31) but I am at the stage that birthday's aren't that big of a deal to me. However, I'm also at the stage that there are little kids in my house that are very excited by the fact that today is my birthday. I was attacked from a dead sleep this morning, the light was flipped on and I was literally showered by cards and colored pages, as well as hugs and kisses. Kendall had our day all planned. Initially she was hoping to skip school, when that request was denied she was hoping that I would come to her preschool so that they could sing and dance around me. We are going out to dinner and then she insists that we stop at the mall to get the biggest and best "something." I have figured out the something. At one point, while walking in the mall, I may have eyed the cookie cakes and she knows that today should be the day. Unfortunately she thinks I need the huge rectangle one and she wants it covered in green icing since that is my favorite color (eww). I'm hoping to convince her that we should get a slice and share it (hold the icing). I also briefly considered running into the mall during the day to get said slice to save us all the trip out after dinner but I don't have the heart to deny her that experience. That is what memories are made of.

Not to shoot rainbows around in an annoying manner but honestly there is NOTHING that I could ask for. I am so incredibly blessed. I came across this quote today:

"Wealth consists not in having great possessions but in having few wants." —Esther de Waal

I feel it's really accurate, there is nothing I want. I don't want to minimize the physical things that I have because Brian works really hard and is a wonderful provider. I have a house, car and all the best toys I could ask for. But again, there is nothing I want. I have the best job in the world, a fantastic husband and kids that I can't get enough of.

While waiting for a prescription to be filled today I wandered around my favorite store (Target) armed with a recently acquired gift card. It's funny how what I 'treat' myself with has changed as I've gotten older. I went directly to the cleaning supply aisle to get Mrs. Meyer's Clean House supplies, something I've been wanting for a while--good scent + good packaging = my kind of product. I also grabbed some Burt's Bees Hand Salve. While I placed it in the cart I mentally arranged my bedside table in a pleasing way that included setting the salve out (dork, I know). Not pictured is the Ferrero Rocher yummies. They're not pictured because they were devoured as soon as my buns hit my perfectly heated car seat!


I'm home now and I've mopped my kitchen floor, made my bed, straightened my bedside table and now sit here wondering which restaurant to go to tonight and thinking about the mall cookie. What else could I want?