I was supposed to go on a trip for my 40th birthday. With girlfriends. To, say, New Orleans or someplace. And when that started to crumble, I thought about having a girls' weekend at a nice hotel here in Austin. But I never managed to get plans off the ground for that, either.
So instead, I'm flying to Washington DC in less than 2 weeks to go see the Smashing Pumpkins on their 20th anniversary tour. It's a two-night spectacular, so I'll be attending both shows. These shows are taking place almost a year to the day that I was put on bedrest when pregnant with the twins, and had to miss the Austin show at the Backyard.
The husband is taking vacation time from work (don't worry, kids, he has 118 hours of vacation left for 2008) so that I can go.
Happy birthday to me!
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