I'm not sure if I will find a chance to do any writing tonight or tomorrow, so you're getting my mememe birthday post this afternoon.
Here's a picture of my parents in 1968, forty-two years ago. They were both 23 years old at the time. Tomorrow I turn 42! It's not such a bad thing, really. I'd rather be 42 than 22, or even 32. I'm really happy these days.
I plan on lots of fun, family, beers and relaxation this weekend. I'm taking the day off work and won't be looking back until Monday morning at 8am. Today I got warm cookies delivered to my office, courtesy of my thoughtful mom and brother and Tiff's Treats. My work-mates took me out to lunch, which was, well.... you know. It was two work-mates that wouldn't choose me as a friend outside of work doing their duty.
The salad was good.
And that's fine. I love birthdays, and tomorrow is mine!