On Saturday, I had a birthday. I was looking forward to inviting a couple girlfriends over to the house and having a bonfire and a little scotch out in the woods.
But Saturday was also the only day we had to celebrate my daughter's 6th birthday. I was disappointed and frustrated at first. But I rain-checked with my girls and celebrated my birthday with 20 kindergartners, snow cones, sledding, and a homemade "giant tubing hill cake" per her request.
Couldn't have planned a better day for myself.
Reader, I swear: the universe is creative in how it presents opportunities. When plans change, we either get bitter (which I did), or we joyfully get into the new plan (which I also did). It was a nice lesson for me about the power of rolling with the damn punches. Plus I forgot how much I like snow cones.
Let's keep rolling with those punches this week, and I'll see you next Monday. -Em