Monday, October 15, 2012

Twenty-nine vs. Thirteen

Yesterday I entered into my last year in my twenties.

  Jarrod planned a birthday date for the two of us on Saturday afternoon.  I am often the one deciding where we go and what we do for date nights, but when Jarrod puts his mind to it, boy does he know how to do it right!

He took me horseback riding on the beach!


It was a beautiful day for riding! 

I had my big ol’ camera with me. 

1) It’s not easy taking pictures while trying to guide a stubborn horse.
2) It’s not comfortable having a camera around your neck when your horse gets up to a trot.

But I’m still glad I had my camera with me.  Otherwise, I wouldn’t have gotten these pictures.


Jarrod took the camera about 3/4 of the way through the ride.  I wanted some pictures of me and my horse, Geronimo, in the water.  For a horse whose job is taking people riding on the beach, Geronimo wasn’t a huge fan of the water.  I had to work hard to get him in the surf!


After our ride was over, we drove down to Carmel-by-the-Sea for wine tasting, dinner, and drinks at a bar.

And by 9:00 we were on our way home – tired.  I am officially old.

We planned a relaxing day for my actual birthday yesterday. 

Ha!  A relaxing day with a two year old and a three year old around?  Who was I kidding?

I planned on sleeping in.  Charlotte woke up, and Jarrod intercepted her before she came in our room.  She cried and cried some more as Jarrod took her downstairs.  It wasn’t long before Trenton woke up, and I was telling both kids that they could come in my room.  Sleep is overrated.  Hanging out under the sheets (our tent) hiding from bears, moose, and alligators is much more fun!

We took our time getting ready.  Maybe a little too much time.  We walked into church just as the Mass was starting.  All of the seats in back were taken, so we were ushered up to the front.  Great – there went our quick escape route if the kids started acting up.  And we weren’t even to the readings when I had to take Charlotte outside – walking all the way down the long aisle with Charlotte screaming for Daddy the whole way.  After a stern talking to that we DO NOT play with kneelers and that they can hurt toes (namely those of the elderly couple standing next to us when the kneeler crashed to the floor), we went back inside.  Charlotte was very well behaved for the remainder of mass.  Trenton on the other hand was not.  He and Jarrod left before communion to wait outside for me and Charlotte.  I’m not sure if it was the fact that we were sitting up front or the fact that we went to 11:00 mass rather than the 9:15 service that we normally go to, but I’m hoping for better behavior next week!

After coming back home and eating a quick lunch, it was time to get started on a birthday cake.  Yes, I made my own birthday cake – with the assistance of two little helpers.

I was trying out a new recipe – Apple Upside Down Cake.  After last week’s flop with the apple pie, I was a little unsure of how my apple cake would be.

Apple Upside Down Cake 

This recipe is a keeper!  Yummy apple cake with gooey caramel sauce = heaven!

Of course the kids had to help me with my candles.

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Did you count the candles on the cake?  There are thirteen of them.  Trenton is convinced that I’m 13 years old.

As much as I don’t like the creases on my forehead or the fact that I’ve found my first gray hair, I’ll take them - along the with cute little kids that cause them - any day over being an early teenager again.  Eek!


My Traveling Troop said...

Horse back riding on the beach? Wow! What a great way to celebrate a birthday and enjoy a date with the hubby! The photos, by the way, are fantastic and a great keepsake of your last days in your 20s! Happy Birthday!


Jenny said...

Thanks, Kristina! It was such a fun day!

Carolina Diez said...

Sounds like you had a great birthday! Happy Birthday! You are not are just hitting your prime...I'm in my 40's and I feel so productive and have accomplished so will too.
Oh kids at Mass.....My youngest, who is now 15, was about three when we went to Mass with my in-laws at St. Jude's Cathedral in St. Petersburg, Florida. She couldn't keep still or quiet. After telling her that Jesus would be mad at her if she wasn't quiet....she shouts at the top of her lungs..."I hate Jesus"! I was mortified! All I wanted to do was did a deep hole and crawl in it! Enjoy!
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Kim @ Coffee Pot Chronicles said...

What an awesome way to celebrate your birthday! And the pics are gorgeous! Here's to being 29 and living in one heck of a beautiful area!

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