Yesterday I got so old I felt like I could die. Yesterday I got so old it made me want to cry.

Life is funny. Not necessarily funny ha-ha but more like punch-you-in-the-stomach-leaving-you-breathless funny. Wednesday was my birthday. To make a very long story short, my mom was in a car accident. Although the car was left undrivable, my mom was relatively unscathed. However, when I spoke to her a while later she couldn't dismiss the fact that she may have blacked out prior to hitting the lamp post. Fast forward and my mom is admitted to the hospital for a neurological assessment. Fast forward some more and although she's neurologically OK, the tests show some anomalies in the areas she was previously treated for cancer. The consensus on the tests since the first discovery is that the shadowing is scar tissue from her previous surgeries. The quick ride on the emotional roller coaster has left me exhausted. I know that the law of averages will show that my mother will pass before I do but nothing will ever prepare me for it. My sisters and I are very close to my mother. Having a family of my own is the only thing that will force me to go on once it happens. It's also a bit hard treading on being a primary caretaker for your children and your parents. I was pregnant the last time I was in that role and in looking back, I'm not quite sure how I survived. Anyway, bottom line mom is fine and I'm a year older.

Thanks to all the wonderful blog wishes I received. I also want to give a special shout-out to Wandernut and Box who sent me an awesome homemade scrapbook of events that have occurred on March 29th over the years. Of course there was hilarious handwritten commentary throughout. I hope I can return a dose of Mint Love worthy of your thoughtful present.




We had work done on the bathroom. The builder did not secure something correctly the first time and our tile work was cracking. It's all fixed and back to normal now. Of course we have to touch up some paint which only makes me want to change the color of the bathroom.


My birthday cake.
Mercifully D only lit 4 candles otherwise it would have been a fire hazard. My cake was vanilla with white frosting and Twix candy bars. I'm pretty sure I'm diabetic now thanks to this cake.


D gave me an iPod which I still haven't taken out of the box because I was so busy with my mom and everything. We're gonna play around with it tonight. (Yes, the iPod too. Kidding.)


Finally, I have had a couple requests for pictures of D and the kids. The Girl was dressed up for a play at the Boy's school and I snapped this pic of her. As you can see she inherited my eyes and D's family's crazy-curly brown hair.