Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Thirty Eight and a Half

NOT a measurement of mine. My age.

I noticed the calendar this morning and the date stood out to me. I was born on the thirteenth and married on the thirteenth, so I sorta notice that number.

Realized I'm 38 and a half as of today. What to do? What to do? Cake? Balloons? Flowers? Chocolate?

I went grocery shopping. That's not nearly as exciting as cake.

I filled a prescription for an inhaler. That's not as bad as arthritis medication. Hopefully I have a few more years before I start dealing with arthritis!

I am going to get Wendy's and take my kids to the park along with two neighbors.

Tonight I'm making a double "batch" of a dinner casserole to deliver one to a friend who just had her second baby.

So... once the evening comes and the chores are done... what to do? What to do? Discovering a surprise special occasion at the start of the day is reason to come up with some semblance of a celebration.
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