Happy Birthday to Me

Hey, look! I’m not dead! Good for me!

It’s 9:30 am here, and so far, so good. Got up, had a crappuccino (made to my own personal specifications, of course). My mom is visiting, which would make it an amazing day even if it wasn’t my birthday- I miss my family a lot, and it’s been over a year since our last visit. TOO LONG. I got birthday hugs from the boys (after their Grandy reminded them that it was my birthday), lots of happy birthdaying on Facebook from my night-owl and living-to-the-east-of-me friends, and I’ve had a little black cat climbing all over me. That last one has nothing to do with it being my birthday, but it’s always nice to be appreciated.

So what now? Well, there’s this, what I’m doing right now. This is always fun. Then… Well, my husband is on call today, so we’re not going out, but that’s fine by me. Maybe I’ll get a nap. Joy! Bliss! And I know for a fact that there are presents. PRESENTS!

I’m not too old to be excited about presents. Or about it being my birthday, actually. 32 is not old. In fact, it’s fantastic. This is going to be a great year for me (and I can safely say that now, what with me being not dead and all).  I’m still working out the details, but I’m going to make good things happen this year, one way or another. I’m leaning toward getting fitted for a superhero costume and taking things in that direction, professionally, but if that doesn’t work out I’ll find something. Maybe that writing thing, I don’t know. Someone told me earlier today that I rock, so I guess I’ll try to keep that up. I’ve also been told to have a smashing b’day, so I’ll have to find something to smash today. That should be fun. Might make a habit of that.

What was I saying? Oh, right. This is going to by my year!

(If you hear a loud crashing noise, that’s probably an ACME safe falling on my head. Because I just did it again, didn’t I? Yes, I did)