In about 15 minutes, it's going to be my Birthday and I'm going to turn 35. As a mother of three, I only have a few wishes for myself.
1. A maid
2. I pray she does laundry.
3. That my decrepit SUV will be a tiny bit nicer to me when I try and get her in the GO position.
I am glorified server, AKA a bartender at the age of 35, and I don't care, actually wouldn't have it any other way.
My life is every single thing I ever truly wanted and more than I could have ever thought to hope for. God has blessed me and I am Oh so very grateful.
I want my kids to grow up to feel just what I feel right now. Complete.