Earlier in the week I celebrated my 33rd birthday. It's such a monumental birthday because depending who I talk to I've been told I am no longer in my early 30's. To ease the transition we went out and purchased a minivan. Nothing shouts, "Hello, I'm a middle age soccer mom with kids" like a minivan! It surprisingly didn't come with a bag of soccer balls. I guess with the weakening economy it's no longer a standard feature.
On my actual birthday Papa Z took the day off work and we loaded up the family in the minivan and went to Disneyland so I could have "The happiest Birthday on Earth".
It indeed was a very happy day! The lines were short and the weather was nice. We got to see several characters including: Buzz Lightyear, Goofy, Mickey Mouse, and Chip and Dale.
The kids were perfect angels and even allowed Papa Z and me to take turns going on "big rides". I rode Space Mountain and walked off it feeling like I had just re-experienced my 21st birthday with vision like the picture below:
I'm happy to say even though I thought I would get sick I recovered quickly and the rest of the day was a blast.
We finished the day with the best cake on earth: Cookie don't you want some ice cream cake from Cold Stone Creamery!
Zany thought of the day: Does everyone go through a midlife crisis? If so have I ruined mine and now am stuck with a minivan instead of a sports car?