A few birthday pics

Happy 50th Birthday Kathy!

 Josh made her a peanut butter cake.

Friends, family, and the celebration of life.

This weekend has been less than desired.  I suppose from the beginning, yes?


Friday, to spare you, I will just say that work set the foundation of suck.  All I looked forward to was getting off to go to Macon with Patrick.  Both of us set out for attire to wear to our friends wedding, a few gifts, and I needed to get decorations for Kathy's 50th Birthday Party (both the wedding and the birthday party were the next day, the wedding 2:00 in Eastman and the party 6:00 in Dublin).  


When we got to Macon we decided to start at JcPenney (in the old mall) and work our way over since we only had about 3 hours to work with.  Nothing found there to wear for either of us.  We made our way over to PartyCity to work on finding decorations.  We decided to get a helium tank, purple and silver latex balloons, a Happy Birthday cellophane balloon, her name in confetti, and a few small table decorations to hold the balloons and what not. The first balloon had a leak in it so we had to get another.  When we went to checkout, my debit card would not work.  Fortunately, I had enough cash to cover it.  I thought it my be there old technology because I checked my bank account and there were no flags of theft and there were sufficient funds.  


Next, off Bed Bath and Beyond to get a few gift cards. My card wouldn't work there either.  The lady that was checking us out was kind enough to call the number on my card to see if she could find out what was going on. The only thing they told her was that there was a hold on the account. Only got one gift card and I used the last of my cash.  We got back to the car and contacted someone Patrick knew that worked at the bank I use.  Turns out that my bank changed card companies and sent out a letter with a new card.  The only problem is that apparently they only sent one letter and they forgot to send it to a few folks...several actually. Like a hundred or so...and of course, I was one of them.  For the whole weekend we would be without the money that was in my account which is what we were counting on using for everything we had going on during the weekend.  I. was. furious. 


It seemed like everything I did or touched went wrong. Finally, I told Patrick to go home.  I had it. The rest of the night followed suite of the day.  We were now at the house of suck.


Saturday morning was the same.  We got ready, wearing what we wore to Patrick's great-grandmother's funeral, and got in the truck to head to the office (the gift card got left in my car and we had to stop by to grab it before going to the church). About ten minutes down the road Patrick noticed that we had ants all over our clothes.  Apparently they had gotten into the air conditioning and were blowing out of his vents.  I picked off the ones that were on me and tried to get the ones on Patrick, a little harder since he was wearing a white shirt.  Made it to the office, brushed ourselves off, switched vehicles, and headed to the church.  Here is where I noticed my camera wouldn't turn on. I forgot to charge my battery from where I loaded pictures a few nights before onto my laptop.  No pictures but we made it to the wedding on time. 


After the wedding we headed back to his office to get everything prepared for the party.  Patrick got the helium tank out of the box so we could blow up the silver and purple balloons and when he turned the knob the tank started leaking helium through the top.  Faulty tank, awesome.  Thankfully my brother and his girlfriend were already there and were able to run around town for us and find another tank. The balloons got blown up and everything made it to Dublin.  We celebrated 50 years of a life. 


There were a lot of things that happened I feel shouldn't be posted due to length and so forth.  Overall, I am thankful that through everything that went wrong I was reminded of everything that is good in my life. There are many times that I could stop and feel sorry for myself based on circumstances but why should I? I am very blessed and so fortunate.  Especially for my husband who reminds me each day that love exists and just because things go wrong it doesn't mean they will still that way.  




So here's to friends, family, and the celebration of life.