Birthday Celebration

My "birthday week" didn't start so well because I came down with a nasty cold. Thankfully, I was better by the end of the week. Something real nice though was that I got to go to Caraça with my hubby, Laura, and the teens. Aside from being sick and the bit of work involved, it was quite enjoyable. 

I love that place! I was quite happy it worked out for me to go a couple of days before my birthday and above all, that my Love was there.

The night before my birthday Gabriel and I had some wine and chocolate over a movie. The night after that we went out with Alina for dinner and my parents joined us later. My sister Marina kindly took my place in busking so that I could go out. Thanks, Marix!

Saturday night we had our 4th In-House gourmet dinner which I helped out in and my dear friend Angie called. She'll be coming for a visit on the 3rd of next month. I'm sooooo very happy about that! I haven't seen her in 8 and a half years. Too long.

On Sunday we went out for an ice cream, which was Alina's idea, but ended up getting delicious pizza cones and beer and watched the soccer game of Brazil vs. Italy. We still got the ice cream afterwards, so the outing was twice as good.

Thanks, Love, for making my birthday special, and all my friends as well who wrote or called and added to the specialness. It meant a lot to me

In times past I'd actually cry when one of my closer friends forgot my birthday because it was a big thing for me. Thankfully I got over that, although I still get extra emotional on my day, don't know why. Maybe it's because the reality that I'm getting older hits me and I start thinking a bit more about my life, and the future is always scary. At least for me it is because I hate uncertainties and that's what futures amount to.

Oh right, on Friday the kids and I made gelatin for our snack, since we all like it, and they made a cute card for me. They were more excited about my birthday than I was.

So, I'm a quarter-of-a-century-old and all I can say is that God has been good, so very good, to me. I think I've gone through some pretty rough and ultra low times in my life, but Jesus pulled me through each one of them and I live to tell the tale. And not only did He pull me through, but He blessed my life in such a wondrous way by giving me a wonderful guy to be my husband, and my beautiful, smart monkey-daughters.

Here are some pics from the weekend.

A toast:

Exhausted me and a little nut in the background:

Eating out. Alina chooses what she wants:

Grape juice and french-fries for the minor:

I do believe french-fries are Alina's favorite food:

Waiting for our food:
We arrived home to this:

Which soon did this:

And then this:

Pizza cones before ice cream:




Waiting for my Dad to pick us up: