To my husband

I'm sorry that I have been a total brat this week. You didn't deserve it.

Last Sunday was my 31st birthday and I had delusions of grandeur that it would be an amazing weekend. I wanted a party night out with friends, my husband to cook me dinner and a fancy little cake. I wanted to weekend to be all about ME and that idea set us all up for failure.

Timothy, Me, Leanna and Aaron and the Chicken and the Egg Farm to Table Restaurant!

Timothy, Me, Leanna and Aaron and the Chicken and the Egg Farm to Table Restaurant!

We started out the weekend with dinner on Friday with friends. It was a lovely dinner that was supposed to be followed by some fun at the bowling alley, but Aaron had a paper due at midnight and could only stay for dinner. #bummer I really wanted to go do something fun but we went home instead.

On Saturday Timothy had to work on homework all day. So I spent the whole day moping around and doing laundry and cleaning with miniaml effort.  All I could think about was how crappy my birthday was going to be because it was on a Sunday. 

My birthday consisted of church, lunch with parishioners, 3 hour nap, late evening installation of the stations of the cross at church and it ended with a viewing of The Gunman at Parkway Point AMC. I ate movie theater chicken fingers, mozzarella sticks, popcorn and m&ms for my birthday dinner. #baller

The reviews ripped it to shreds but I thought it was really good! Maybe I'm biased, though, because action movies are my favorite genre.

The reviews ripped it to shreds but I thought it was really good! Maybe I'm biased, though, because action movies are my favorite genre.

I have spent the rest of the week being upset and feeling unappreciated because I didn't get the home cooked meal I asked my husband to make and a pretty cake. Instead of being thankful for the time we got to spend together and for the gifts he has been giving me all week, with more to come, I have treated him like shit. #sorryforcussing

Yesterday was Maundy Thursday and we had service at church. It commemorates the last supper that Jesus gave to his disciples. He also gave us our marching orders that night with His disciples.

John 13:34-35

I give you a new commandment, that you love one another. Just as I have loved you, you also should love one another.

By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.

I became overwhelmed by His words and how I had been acting all week. I had not been loving anyone but rather wallowing in my own sorrow. I had been acting like a spoiled rotten brat.

I could have given Veruca Salt a run for her money this week.

I could have given Veruca Salt a run for her money this week.

So I say to you, Timothy, that I am truly and deeply sorry for the way I have acted this week. You didn't deserve the spoiled rotten brat that I became. You didn't deserve my moodiness and complaining. You deserved a loving wife who was thankful for the time we got to spend together and all the gifts you gave me. I promise that when I turn 32, or in the years there after, I will not act this way ever again.

I did have a good birthday. I got a wonderful dinner with friends and free banana pudding! #chickenandwafflesyall A couple from our church bought me lunch on Sunday and I got a free slice of chocolate pie! #mmmbbq I got to see a great action flick and eat junk food! #holler

It really was a great birthday. I was just too stupid and selfish to appreciate it in real time.