Today is my birthday. I'm 22...on each side. :-) My age doesn't bother me - at least not yet, anyway. I'm thankful for the maturity and the knowledge that time has given me.
I woke up to a lovely rendition of "Happy Birthday to You" from my partner this morning, along with a tender kiss on the cheek before she headed out the door to work (late, I might add). As usual, there were several cards, even one in my car (that's probably why she was late). Some were sappy and some were funny, just like she can be.
I went to have my eyes checked today...been noticing a bit of blurriness now and again, especially since I've been doing so much reading for school. My prescription changed a little, not that significant, but my doc put a little extra umph on the reading part of my bifocals (yes, bifocals - got over that vanity several years ago).
When I got to work, my wierdy-wierdo (that's a term of endearment) best friend had left her goofy arrangement of "Happy Birthday" on my voicemail - I was sorry I missed her call. She always, and I mean always, makes me laugh. My mom called, too and my brother sent me an e-mail.
I came home early from work - another hormone related migraine (this is the sucky part of getting old), but I still have a school paper to finish, so I've been working on that while wearing sunglasses. I needed a break, so came here.
Tonight me and the Mrs will have a quiet celebration together. We talked about going out to dinner, but I probably won't feel like it with this head of mine. That's quite alright, anyway - she is the best and only company I need.
Toodles for now,
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