Now I know all of my faithful readers are wondering "How did Polly finish up the week long celebration of her wonderful self?" So dear readers I will inform you.

1. I was supposed to go to mom's and meet up with the sister types- but due to rain and illness that was canceled- which was a bummer/relief. I just have to comment here that the last 4 years or so Becky has canceled at the last minute every single time that we plan something for birthdays. (Hmmmm Becky a pattern? A conscience or subconscious wish to avoid us? Just saying it is getting suspicious.) Also last year this resulted in me going to St George ALONE WITH MY MOTHER. Which surprisingly was not the end of the world. I think the other sister types really backed out of this one because they thought my vacation idea was lame- HA (triumphant I told you so ha) it was not. Mom and I even had fun. ANYWAYS- I stayed home. OH- and to prove the the world is coming to an end and we have entered into some kind of twilight zone- NO ONE thought to call and tell me the zoo trip was canceled EXCEPT MY MOTHER. And she only thought to call hours later as I was backing out of the driveway with the car loaded and packed for the trip and Coen psyched out to see Lukey and Marshall ( I tried to add Charlie into the little I'm going to see Lukey and Marshall song, but he kept editing the girl cousin out- sorry Charlie you are a girl and there for less fun to shoot at.) For those of you who don't know the Conley sisters our Mother is never the thoughtful remember she has children type- very shocking and that both my sisters who call a billion times a week failed to call with this little tid-bit equally shocking.

2. Monday (actual birthday) Tried to go run errands in monsoon- which sounds unbirthday like but I love nothing more than a busy busy Monday that gets all my urgent have to dos out of the way preparing for the rest of the week to be lazy and fabulous. But Alas and Alack the monsoon drove us home. It was just too wet to keep dragging the boys in and out of the car. The rest of the day was spent watching our yard turn into a lake, reading and napping. I then made my favorite pre-marriage meals steamed broccoli and rice (only I added terriyaki chicken for the men in my life who don't think rice and veg is a meal). I knew I was having birthday cake later in the week but I still wanted a treat so I made ice cream sandwiches. All-in all a good day.

2. Tuesday- Becky called-apparently against our advice Cody still wants some of the thousands of red envelopes in my garage for his wedding announcements (don't ask- one of the "perks of your business going under is you get random crap like this in your garage). I told him he could wait a day because it was raining even harder and I wasn't going out. Period. Was a slacker the rest of the day totally sans guilt (my gift to my self).

3. Mailed Cody's stupid envelopes, in the snow, with three car seats in back because I had Summit, got pulled over by cop, panic, only brake light burnt out, Coen thrilled with the lights and sirens- me less so, snowing like crazy as I unload boys and reload boys, little trip takes 1 whole hour due to extra child. Cody someday you will have little babies and toddlers and even then you won't realize what I did for you today but I am sure JJ will, and she will fall to her knees and say why why did we make this poor woman do all this for 300 ugly red envelopes, why bless her soul. Due to above stress and weather ditch grandma and the library. Refuse to feel guilty (this was a great gift to self). Made lemon cream cake for birthday party on Friday.

4. Went to work- all you can eat sushi for lunch. Yum. At home- cleaned and made key lime cloud pie. Double Yum.

5. Birthday cake at work (while singing/cake eating going on drug rep keeps bugging me with sales pitch- and we even waited all of lunch in hopes that they would go away- only upside they may pay for dinner meeting for NAPNAP- and I got lots of leftover fruit salad for party at home- I hate drug reps). Got home and had hour of stress as we set up for and finish cleaning for party. All of family comes- lots of food and fun. I just love watching all the kids play together. And I let go of my self imposed guilt/perfection problems and embraced the frozen lasagna dinner because I worked that day and it was my party people. Cake was a big hit- pie was a little too tart.

6. That should have been the end of the week but Andrea felt sorry for the whole I had to plan my own party and make the cake and the dinner thing. Alma's only assignment was to call and invite his family- which he didn't do. (as a side note I have learned to embrace this part of my husband- refuses to plan any thing for my birthday and usually fails at the gift giving as well- any other time for gifts- valentines, Christmas, anniversary he does great -birthdays- ugh. for my 30th I was very specific about what party I wanted who I wanted to invite who was willing to help him plan- nada nothing zip. And this year as is typical- no gift (he told me later I can have a spa day) supposedly he bought a card, and a back up card in case he lost the first and he lost both- so not even a card. I will find them in a couple of weeks and put them in his sock drawer where he thinks he put them originally- with the pile of cards he has bought me over the years and lost before giving them to me, ahhhh Alma) So anyways she planned another little party at her house on Sunday with all our friends. So birthday week is really birthday 9 days?

Reading over this I can only guess that my dear readers will skip half of it because I can't imagine that anyone cares- Oh well I refuse to worry about what others think (part of the guilt free week gifted to myself).