cindydavis36

Wow what a birthday week!!! Where do I begin.Wednesday I went into my purse and found a stack of hundreds with a note.”Happy Birthday I love you bi…”from my husband of a million years. Off to the stores I went,what a fun day!!! Thursday was the official 38 and we celebrated at home with the kids. My husband brought home four huge lobsters ,I drew up the butter, rice and rolls/It was incredible.. Followed by gifts from Victorias Secret and of course the fun Walmart goodies from the kids. My husband still had more for me. The girls in the family had dinner at Da Ru Ma while the guys ate Lee Roy Selmons. After the girls celebration, the limo picked us up for the evening to all the clubs in town. The finale was the kingsize bed we slept in at the Hyatt overlooking the ocean.My husband said he requested white sheets, his new fetish. I didn’t want to burst his bubble and tell him they all have white sheets. My guy is the greatest, he tells me all the time, just a smile on my face is worth it. I must say the only thing better than my husbands treats were the compliments all evening on looking no older than 25 .Happy BIrthday to me….

Last May 3 days before my sons tenth birthday. He was grounded for doing something kids do, anyway my little one and I had to go out for a while. I told my husband no matter how much he begs no four-wheelers. Well I get a phone call an hour later to meet them in the hospital. They “snuck” the four wheeler against my wishes. As I walked in the hospital room there was my son being giving morphine and his arm was the size of a footbal.(he weighed 70 lbs.) He broke his elbow in 3 place , had to be taken in an ambulance to All Childrens hospital for immediate surgery so he wouldn’t lose all use of him arm. 3 pins in his arm and his still can’t bend it straight. I hate four- wheelers, the kicker is , he still loves it. Hes just like his father…

I am most productive in the evening , I have been since I was a teenager. I love having morning sleep uniterrupted but having two boys makes it almost impossible. Sundays are the best , my husband makes breakfast and lets me catch up on zzzzz’s. He has done this for twelve years now. I am the one who stays up all night with the vomiting or fever ridden child, not my hubbys cup of tea. I try so hard to get motivated in the morning but by noon I want to cuddle up in my cave(our term for our bedroom).Very cold, dark yet withc omfortable burgundy colors ,anyone who enters , beware you will fall asleep!!!