…a thousand choirs of angels were singing the praises of me. Well, ok, that might be slightly exaggerated. But this year, I have decided not to feel like I usually do on my birthday: semi-embarrassed at all the attention and sad. I don’t even know why I feel like that. If you recall last year, I went on about this exact same feeling. But now’s as good a time as any yo change that, you know?
So, my day looks like this: I got a free cup of coffee from Starbucks (because last time I waited FOREVER and then they forgot to make my drink so I got a coupon), I’m going to check email and grade research papers until noon when I will go home to eat some meatloaf I made last night. Then, on my way out to the salon and spa, I will deposite a couple birthday checks and put gas in the car. I get about 4 – 4.5 hours at Athena spa and salon. And then, well, I don’t know what Ash has planned but I assume it will involve dinner – a late dinner as Elliot goes to bed around 8 and then after that, we’re free to leave so long as BIL stays home. I’m going to try to enjoy my day as much as humanly possible because, well, I think I probably deserve it.
So, hope you all have a grand Thursday. Tomorrow, if I get time, some old pics and some other reminiscing stuff I scanned while at home.