Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Campaign Life

Today is/was my 37th birthday. I had been planning on completely ignoring it and staying 36 forever. It is an unglamorous and uninteresting birthday to say the least. And being on the campaign trail, away from all of my friends and family, (but making plenty of new friends) it didn't seem relevant this week. But Facebook has a way of making birthdays a dozen times better. After working a 14.5 hour day, and coming back to my hotel room completely exhausted, I turned on Facebook to find 115 (and counting) birthday greetings! Talk about feeling loved!
Other things that made me feel loved today were all of the fun texts and phone calls. And the very entertaining happy birthday serenades. My favorite had to be from two of the young women in my ward, who didn't know I am out of town, and went to my house to bring me a cupcake. When I didn't answer the door they called to find out where I was. When they found out I wouldn't be home for a while, I insisted that they send me a picture of the cupcake and eat it themselves. They sang me a rousing rendition of happy birthday, and ate the cupcake. I laughed so hard that the other campaign vols asked what was going on, so I told them. After that I got some extra nice attention from my fellow campaign trench mates.
It is hard to believe it is just Tuesday. I spent the majority of the day convinced it was Wednesday. My body is convinced I've been doing this a month, and not just 4 days. I need a personal chiropractor and massage therapist to just follow me around and work on my back when I travel. And a personal chef who also reminds me when to eat. Come to think of it, why don't I have an entourage yet?

2 comments:

  1. Anonymous9:21 AM

    If you are 37 then I'm the Queen of Sheba. Nice try.

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  2. You certainly deserve an entourage!!!

    Hope your day was happy!

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