Burfday Grrl

Thanks to everyone for the kind wishes.  I’m having a good day, and yes, I will be celebrating all week.  Waking up to the sound of rain was delish.

Me: Can you believe how old I am?

My Mom: No, honey, I can’t.

FB is helping to make this a fun birthday, even though the big report I’ve been working on for the last several weeks is due tomorrow and that has thrown a spanner in the plans to celebrate today.  See above, “all week.”

Did you see (again on FB) page that Karen Bass wished me a happy birthday?  I don’t even live in her district!  Makes me feel like a rock star.  I do love me some Lancers.  Our Miss Havisham worked her gramophone magic.  My ever funny #2 son wished me a happy birthday and a “Happy Jesus Zombie Day.”  Feel the love, people.  Feel the love.

The Scout fixed salmon glazed with soy-ginger sauce and wilted spinach for lunch.  He’s a wizard in so many ways.

Thanks again for the gifts, calls, cards, and FB greetings.  Thanks to you, this birthday ending in “OH!” is sucking a lot less than I thought it would is splendid.