I'm not one to be modest, but I freaking love my birthday! Today is officially my birthday, but if you have been following me for a while then you know that my birthday is stretched over a week. Birthday week started back when I was in college because I could never celebrate my birthday on the actual day due to college finals. Since I was so studious in college I never wanted to take time off studying for finals to celebrate, and naturally finals week evolved into a week of mini celebrations for me. I have especially loved birthday week since being married, not because of all the celebrations of me, but it almost forces Todd and I to be happy/do happy things during a time of year that is normally stressful for us.
Yesterday marked the first day of birthday week, and it started off by teaching Pure Barre in Dallas followed by me going to a rock climbing gym by myself until Todd came home. For the past couple months I have been itching to get back into climbing, and decided to blow the ol-chalk off (sort of speak) my climbing shoes to give them a go. Treating myself to a day of rock climbing was extremely therapeutic for me, and allowed me to revisit an old passion of mine. When I got home in the evening Todd was finishing up a meeting, and he surprised me with an ice cream cake. We finished the night off by cuddling while watching How the Grinch Stole Christmas.
When my alarm went off at 3:30 am this morning Todd started off my birthday by wishing me a happy day. Tonight's birthday festivities are going to consist of putting up our Christmas tree together, ordering our 7 year anniversary ornament, and going to see Christmas lights.