Thirty-Three really isn’t all that bad…

Yesterday, I turned 33.  Yes, I’m the same age that Jesus was when He died.  It’s amazing that some people know how old He was when He gave His life to save us for our sins but they have no idea that to get to Heaven, you have to have a relationship with Him.  It’s like they think because they know how old He was, they’re safe.

Don’t think so.  But…

Don’t get me started.

And it’s funny because I keep thinking that I’m getting old and falling apart and in some ways?  I am.

Like I have a bum arm already.  I’m sure if I went to the doctor and got a physical they would tell me what was wrong with me and how to fix it.  But that just doesn’t have a place on the priority list at this point in time and truthfully?  I think all the Wii Bowling is helping me to strengthen it… if I would just stop throwing it out because I’m trying to make the virtual pins fly every where.

This year, I wanted to take the stance that I had in years past… it’s just another day.  I didn’t want any gifts.  I didn’t want to go out and celebrate.  I was pretty adament about it but my friends and loved ones?

More stubborn than me.  (Yes, I know.  That’s really stubborn.)

The boy ordered something online from me the day before.  It should be here this week.  I was pretty impressed because he did it all by himself…both picking out the gift (something that I didn’t tell him I wanted but that I had mentioned that I liked AND he did it online… major accomplishement for him.  He ordered something at Christmas time and had to get Matthew to help him.)

So, I was a little peeved because I told him no and he did it anyway but tickled that he accomplished this.  (And I kinda know what it is, but not really.  When he was asking the opinion of the kids I figured it out… so I know that it’s coming from Philosophy, I just don’t know what it is.)

And then my friend Cindy? Forced me to go to dinner.  So there were six of us that descended upon the Mexican joint for dinner Friday night and I’m pretty sure all of us were in rare form.  As in, I asked the boy to get me a margarita, he asked the waiter and the waiter told him that I was too drunk for a drink.

Huh?

It’s VERY rare that I drink.

VERY.

But it was my birthday and I wanted a drink.  A margarita to be specific.

The boy had to explain to him that I was just naturally loud.

I’m still baffled by this… I mean, really?  Bless the little waiter’s heart… I’m pretty sure he learned a few things that evening.

Saturday?  The boy had a side job and I had to work Upward.  So off I went and I was greeted there with a dozen roses and chocolate from Princess M and two of my youth group kids hijacked the microphone and had the entire gym sing to me.

And when I got back to the house the boy was napping so I just kinda fiddled around a bit until he came out and asked me what I wanted to do…we had some errands to run to return something that didn’t work that I got for Christmas and then I realized that when I took that back we would have enough money for Wii Fit.

I decided that I wanted Wii Fit.

It’s rare that I decide what I want; for me to admit that I really want something.  I mean, really rare.

So, the boy said to me that we were going to get it.

Wanna know something?  There were no Wii Fit’s to be found in Roanoke.  None.

Zip.

Zero.

Ziltch.

We went to Best Buy.  Target. Wal-Mart.  Game Stop.

We called K-Mart.

And then another Game Stop told us to check Lynchburg and Martinsville.

The boy told me to call.  I told him that was stupid.  There is no reason to drive over an hour for a game.  There just really isn’t.

But by then, he had it in his mind that we were going to get Wii Fit come hell or high water.  There was no changing his mind.  There was no reasoning with him.

“What else do we have to do tonight?”

Ok, so he had a point.

We called the stores in Lynchburg and Martinsville and Lynchburg had one.

One.

And they were the only store that had one.

So off we went.

And we had a good time on the drive and then when we got there?  The one that their little inventory system said they had?

It was “hiding.”

But, they did have a used one.  ”Is that okay,” he asked.

“Does it work?” I asked in response.

At that point in time, I really didn’t care if it was new or used.  So we bought the used one and in the process, saved some money.

We grabbed some dinner, and I was careful not to stuff myself because I knew that I was going home to play with my new Wii Fit.

And play we did.

I love it.

I love the step and the rythmn parade.  I love the rythmn boxing.  I like all the little games except the flying game.

And the best part?

When I first got on, it told me I was 35.  Yesterday, I was 26.  Today?  I was hesitant to take the body test because I wanted to remain 26 but I got on and it weighed me.  And then?

It said I could stop right there if I was in a hurry.  So I told the Wii Fit that yes, I am in a hurry and it didn’t test my age.

And so now I am very, very happy because I’m still 26.

The boy?

Well, his age came down yesterday but he is not 26.

I think it some what bothers him.  He’s the fitness buff and I’m the one who will use any excuse possible to get out of any kind of physical activity.  My body just wasn’t made for it.

The kids all added their profiles last night and we all played together and it’s a hit.

So the drive to Lynchburg?

Worth it.

And the birthday?

It was a good one.

I’ve accepted and embraced 33.  What I’m struggling with now?

The fact that one week from today?

I’m going to be the mother of a 13 year old.

I just can’t seem to come to grips with that….

yet.

Until next time…