Is it just me or does it seem like as soon as a person has kids, the only birthdays that matter are those darn kids' birthdays?! Parents get no hoopla, no fanfare, no real enthusiasm when their birthday finally comes around. WHY?! I ask you!
Sometimes I wish I was little again and could have a big birthday party with the works - cake, presents, a gazillion friends - you know, HOOPLA!
But then my rational-self puts my kid-self in a time-out and explains to her that 1) cake isn't that great 2) presents are nice but what do I really want/need anyway? 3) my friends have busy, real lives, and 4) maybe birthdays are supposed to get un-special as we get older because there comes a time when getting older is a bad thing.
My kid-self feels bad for being so shallow and silly.
For real, my birthday was dandy. I did feel quite a bit of love from my family and friends. Thanks, guys; I love you all bunches!
Since I was expecting the lack of hoopla, fanfare, etc. I decided that I would take my birthday into my own hands and plan something BIG. I planned a dream vacation of sorts just for the hubby and I. You will never, in a million years, guess where I wanted to go.
Rexburg, Idaho.
Yes, you read correctly.
Seriously, I miss our Rexburg life and especially going to school so much I cry about it. Really. I reminisce about silly things like the cheap theatre where Luke would buy me as many licorice ropes as I wanted. Shopping the sales at Broliums and Albertsons. Cursing Wal-Mart for not having that thing I needed for my class tomorrow, but not being mad enough to stop perusing the aisles on date night. Working out in the Hart building for hours at a time for FREE. Hanging out and/or going on cheap double dates with the friends that were our past roommates or that we met in class or at a ward social. Driving to Idaho Falls and gallivanting around town, because Rexburg gets boring and has no place to shop. Craigos. Millhollow. Emma's Cafe. I miss it all...but not the cold.
So I found some cheap plane tickets and planned it all out. It was going to be a great weekend! I told Luke that we were going because I wanted to explore all the cool new things (sky bridges?! mini-Conference Center?!) appearing on BYU-Idaho campus. I also wanted to see if we could meet up with some friends who are still in the BYU-I-ish neighborhood; most of them have grown up and moved away...dang it.
Luke knows me too well and understood that I was also seriously craving some Craigos, Millhollow and Bambinos (which I have never been to, only heard about, but the stories are enough to make me fly to Idaho and spend a whole $1.99-$2.50 for one). I did not deny this fact.
I wanted to go to I.F. I wanted to do a couple of sessions at the Rexburg Temple.
We were going to have so much fun.
Remember the rational-self I told you about earlier? Well, she talked my kid-self out of going on her dream vacation. Sad, huh?
Let me tell you though, Luke is an amazing husband. He was all set and ready to buy the airline tickets and take me to Idaho, when I stopped him. I usually always talk myself out of spending large amounts of money because I know that money can go to something more important, like Aslynn's college fund or a school loan payment.
Sometimes it makes me sad to be a grown-up with responsibilities. Don't worry, kid-self, some day you will get your trip to Rexburg.
P.S. I admit, making a big hoopla and fanfare with TONS of enthusiasm for my kid(s) on her birthday is a lot more rewarding than when it is done on my birthday. Just thought I would throw that in there.
Friday, March 11, 2011
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You are not the only one with thos feelings. I want to go back to Rexburg too! I fear that it wouldn't have the same feeling though. Mostly because we're not students anymore. Don't know how to describe it, but maybe it has something to do with not having classes to stress about or roommates to get excited with when they hold hands with a guy for the first time. However, I have been wanting a good Craigo's pizza from Broulim's or a cookie monster! Seriously could go for that right now!!
As for the birthdays? I thought about planning a birthday part of sorts this year for myself. It just feels weird to plan your own birthday once you get to this age. Anyway, you're not alone in your thoughts! :)
I like your childish rant. I'm kinda high maintenance on my birthday. This year, my brother suggested we all go out to dinner together (his family, my sis, me and Aaron). So I found a babysitter for Aidan. I found the restaurant and called ahead to get the wait time. Aaron went ahead separate from me to make sure we had a table while I waited for the babysitter. I paid for my own meal. No cake. No presents. No day off cleaning or cooking. I did come home and found that the babysitter had put Aidan to sleep which was awesome. Yeah, I'm kinda bitter. Why would somebody offer to do a birthday dinner and then not do anything like pay, make the reservation etc?! I was kinda disappointed.
Thanks for letting me rant...
Happy late birthday, Breanna! I'm sorry that birthdays seem to get more boring, too, and I can only imagine what it's like when you have kids.
Also, I empathize with you about wanting to take a trip. While I don't miss a lot about Rexburg (I grew up 15 minutes away, so it's not a big deal to me), I do miss Craigo's and I.F. I hope you can make a trip up there soon! The auditorium is HUGE. And then you can make a trip down to visit us in Salt Lake since that's the closest (cheap) airport! :)
Now I'm so super sad that you didn't come. I would have dropped EVERYTHING and hung out with you!!!!!! but you should come in the summer when it will be more fun to walk all over rexburg and the kids can play at the splash park... etc. oh i can't wait til your dream vacation comes true :D
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