A Great Day

Saturday was my birthday, and it was a great day. I'd told Brent earlier in the week that all I wanted for my birthday was help cleaning the house (I'm not so mobile these days). He let me sleep in and then made blueberry waffles for breakfast - yum! During breakfast Mercedes presented me with a wrapped birthday gift. Knowing that she helped to pick it out, I was fully expecting it to be something like a Hanna Montana Barbie. I was pleasantly surprised...



... with EIGHT toothbrushes! It may seem a bit strange, but I was pleased. You see, Brent and I have become very picky when it comes to toothbrushes, toothpaste, and dental floss. The Colgate Wave is the ONLY kind of toothbrush I like; its hard to find in my size (compact) and with a soft bristle. Brent made two trips to Target in order to get this many, as there were only three on the shelf the first time. Last night we were laughing about our oral hygiene habits. Each member of our family has a toothbrush and paste both upstairs and down. We keep floss in our kitchen cupboard for easy access. It's funny to me because before I met Brent I rarely flossed, and now I can't stand missing a night. In fact, I remember during college telling a dentist that I often fell asleep without brushing my teeth at night. He asked how long I brush in the morning (at least 3 min at the time), and was satisfied that cleaning my teeth once a day was sufficient. NOT a good dentist, I now know.

After breakfast and gift time, Brent did help me to get the house clean. He cleaned all three bathrooms while I tackled our bedroom. That afternoon he grilled steak and steamed green beans... yummy. And then he took me to see...



Twilight. What a sacrifice for him. Seriously. He missed the USC/UCLA game and didn't even mock the movie (although I know he hated it). He just sat next to me and acted as if there was nowhere else he'd rather be. Now THAT'S a birthday gift!