The Birthdays (Becca and Troy)

So, it's been awhile since we've last posted.  September was really an ugly month.  Although I usually look forward all year to September as one of my favorite months.  This year it has pretty much sucked.  

Lots of disasters, lots of doctors, medical procedures, and ugliness with new schools and such with the kids,   and when it came time for my and Troy's birthdays, there wasn't much happiness there.  

My birthday was OK.  (Well, my dad did come over and took me out to lunch and that was really nice, thanks, Dad.)  I wasn't planning much, I was having a very long day and just wanted to come home and eat and go to bed and yet Troy decided to throw me some type of a surprise party of a small group of people hovering in the dark in my doorway when I got home.  Hence to say I really wasn't prepared and plus being the fact that I have never ever ever wanted to have a surprise party because I think they are awkward and just not for me, I suppose my reaction wasn't very great and I probably didn't look appreciative.  Although I do appreciate the effort Troy made and it was nice of the people to come.  

Troy only got to spend a half hour with me before he had to go back to work for the rest of the night.  Kind of depressing.  It got better later though.  I try to think of my birthday being the day after my birthday so I could start all over.  

I had seen this large bench on a neighbors house and thought it was the greatest thing in the world.  There was a lady in my neighborhood who years ago bought like 60 old church benches from a church they were remodeling or something, and anyway, she had one left and I hoped for it for my birthday.  It would be perfect to fit all of our family on the front porch.  

I dropped some hints to Troy.  I dropped obvious hints.  OK, no, I said, Troy, I want this bench for my birthday.  Yes.  This one here.  And yet, Troy still forgot until the day after my birthday.  (Gotta love him still!)  But anyway, in the end I got my oh so wonderful giant bench.  

I decided to paint it white to match the accents of our house, so right away I got some paint and started painting away!

I painted and painted, even into the dark night hours.  I was so excited!

I got it all white and soon hoped to add some vinyl lettering on it.   

I got some other fun presents.  I got some fun hats.

I got some nice cards and cookies, and a really cool balloon. 

I guess it was just a day in the middle of a really lousy week.  Or maybe it's just because I was hitting the big 35 and that depressed me some.  Who knows.  I'll try to be better next year.

Troy's birthday was OK for him I hope.  The poor guy has just been working way too long and many hours lately and it's been crazy.  Even on his birthday he worked until very late.  We did get a chance to take him to lunch and he had his traditional birthday brownies.

Troy got to fix up the computer for his birthday so now maybe it won't crash so much.

Oh, and if you're wondering about the top picture---that was Troy's birthday breakfast for dinner.  Blah, ketchup on scrambled eggs.  That is just not right.  

Anyway, we are all old now.  Yep.  OLD.  It all goes downhill from here.