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(Clearing throat, finding pitch…)

Ahem.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR ME,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEE.

Yep, I’m forty today. And although people have been making cracks about aging all week, I’m pretty happy about it. The thirties were fine, but I feel like I’m just getting my feet under me and starting to figure a few things out. I’m looking forward to it.

I’m having breakfast in bed; then I’m going to ride both the horses, plant some flowers (I’ve been meaning to work on my flower garden ALL SUMMER), have a long hot bath, and then a midmorning nap. This evening I’m having friends over for dinner, so I’ll spend the afternoon cooking. Which I LOVE to do.

No work. But because I’m a geek, I’ll probably play around some with a novel I’ve been writing in my spare time. Fiction is fun (particularly when no one’s going to buy it).

Then, because my birthday requires more than one day to celebrate, Pete and I are taking my parents, my favourite cousin, and two of my oldest friends out tomorrow night to the Blue Talon, the best place to eat in Williamsburg.

Updates on work coming next week. For now…birthday wishes can be posted HERE.