I'm 41 today. I feel every day of it. I'm very glad I didn't plan any sort of birthday party this year. What a weekend. I'm wiped out.
Much gratitude goes to
mckitterick who was not only supportive and patient and sympathetic all weekend, but also found me exactly what I wanted for xmas and didn't get: A lightweight 100% cotton terrycloth bathrobe. He even managed to find one in pink. <3 He also gave me a ride to work this morning so I didn't have to endanger life and limb crawling up the hill to work.
All things considered, it's not a bad birthday.
mckitterick requested another photo-a-day project, so I'm starting that today.
Much gratitude goes to
All things considered, it's not a bad birthday.