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.