3-Day Festivities, Part 2...or...Can I have a boxing glove with my cake fire?

I hope all of you are staying warm this week! It snowed here this morning, but then the sun came out, warming everything up. Now it's suppose to snow again tonight!


Back to the longest birthday celebration you would ever want to hear about. I promise this is the end...really!

But the day after my actual birthday, we had a few family on my hubby's side join us for cake, ice cream and wi*.

Someone asked what wi* is, and I actually didn't know either before Christmas when Santa deposited it under the tree.

That Santa. Always full of surprises.

But it's a series of video games, best being defined by the fact that your realistic movements while holding the remote control the action.

So...you can play virtual tennis, for example, and really get a work-out!

Here is my husband and one of his brothers duking it out...

Notice the technique...the skill in blocking the virtual punches that Uncle C so professionally executes...

Yes, he put up a great fight, but alas, he was down for the count as he kept yelling at his virtual self, "Get up, get up!"

My husband, on the other hand, just stood and enjoyed the triumph of victory...
It truly wasn't violent on the screen...I am so finicky about that kind of the thing, so if it was approved by me, then it was definitely OK!

And good thing, too. Our little two year old niece was there and was really getting into the excitement...

This is the same little girl that was dedicated along with her baby brother two weeks ago, and just like she has the pastor still laughing over the things she said up there on the platform, she has us all laughing Friday night!

But then... Then... my husband and children brought out the cake...
and if I hadn't been giggling so hard, I would have clobbered my lovely hubby for lighting each and every one of those candles...


Quick! Get the fire extinguisher!

But then, again...at least they all fit on there, right?

So, all in all, it's not as bad as I had thought, this turning 45.

Granted, it used to be pretty old...but now they say it's the new 35.

All it means is that you have to step up the workouts, the moisturizer, the Loreal color and sometimes the antiperspirant.

(No, the hot flashes aren't here yet, but I think the warm flashes are!)

And in my case, it helps to have some little kiddos to have to keep up with!

Blessings!