Happy Birthday Mr. President...

No, it's not Obama's birthday (not that I know of anyway). But, I just called back a friend who's call I missed earlier and her husband answered and serenaded me with his very best breathy, Marilyn Monroe impression. I died laughing. Well played Mickey Mouse.  

So actually, today was my birthday and I honestly wasn't expecting or in the mood for much today. JD has been in Argentina shooting his latest commercial and Emerson, Gidget and I all miss him terribly. I figured we'd all just celebrate when he gets back and planned on having a chill day today. Well to start off, I woke up this morning and the birthday fairy had given me a lovely present to start off the day -- a cold. Booo on you birthday fairy! I rallied through the sneezing though and hit the farmer's market this morning with a friend. I didn't tell her it was my birthday -- she's going to read this and go, "what???" I know, but I just wasn't feeling very birthday. We had a good time catching up though. And Emerson went on the pony ride for the first time! He was so cute, he clapped all excited when they first strapped him in. But then I think he realized, "Hey... wait a minute... what the HECK is this big furry thing they have me on?!" and he started to cry. Yikes. Luckily the ride wasn't very long. I'm guessing it'll be a while before we'll get him on one of those again. Afterwards, we just came back to the house and lazed around for a bit. I get a call from JD (another one I should say. He was the first one to wish me a happy birthday at 6:45am. I'll let him slide on the early hour since he's in another country. Mwah.) and he asks me if my present has been delivered yet:

me: No. But besides it's Sunday. No packages get delivered today.

JD: Nooooo..... I'm pretty sure you're getting it today. Well do you want me to just tell you?

me: ....well....

JD: ....because it requires some action on your part.

(My thought process immediately stops, as I had been thinking maybe it was flowers, but now I'm confused. What is this "action?" Did he send some kind of interactive birthday-gram where I'll have to take part in the performance along with the delivery person??)

JD: I sent flowers and in the card I said for you to go down to the Mac store and pick up a MacBook for your birthday.

Just to prove what a girl's girl I am, I have to say at the risk of my own embarrassment that when he first said Mac store, I thought he said M.A.C. store. As in, go pick out a bunch of fun make-up. Woo hoo, cool! But then he kept talking and it dawned on me what he actually said. So while I had legitimately been excited at getting some fun, new make-up I was now WAY MORE excited about finally getting my very own laptop! Now my reaction was more, WOO HOO, COOL!! 

I trot Emerson and myself down to the Promenade to get my present. Anyone who lives here knows that Sunday afternoon is definitely not a good time to head down there, let alone go to the Apple store. But it's my birthday and I was really, really, really excited so I braved it anyway. Of course, as is his modus operandi, as soon as I walk inside Emerson chooses that exact moment to pitch a fit. I grab him out of the stroller hoping that holding him he'll calm down enough so that Mommy can quickly get her prize, but I'm not that lucky. I immediately flag down an employee, tell him exactly which laptop I wanted to get hoping that I can be quickly in and out. No can do. Even though I have a screeching toddler twisting and writhing in my arms, the Apple employee still feels the need to explain and try to sell me the 20 different add-ons they have available. No thank you, just the computer. Ok, he says, we also have.... No thank you, just the computer. Ok, and did I mention that there is also.... ARGGHH! Why must you torture me so! Does the screaming kid not affect you at all? Because I'm feeling REALLY affected right now. Seriously, can you not see the pleading, desperate look on my face? Maybe you misunderstood me the first five times. Just. The. Computer. Finally, an excruciating 10 minutes later, I walk out of the store with my beautiful white box. And, of course, Emerson immediately stops wailing. 

Ahh and it was all worth it because as soon as I got back home, I popped it out of the box and a few minutes later, Emerson and I were video chatting with JD in Argentina. Hooray! Just then, our friend Grant showed up to have dinner (thanks for lending him out Adrea, wish you could've made it too!) and we all video chatted for a while just as if JD was in the living room with us. Man, I love technology. 

So as I say good-bye to another year, I say hello to my shiny, new MacBook (lipstick not included). Now I guess I don't have any more excuses to not update the blog.... drat! Just kidding. Thank you babe!