Actually, it is me. It’s mah birthday. Woo Hoo. Of course it is yet another gray and rainy day in the 40’s, but the trees are still in bloom and later I am having CAKE. I only have cake about once a year, on my birthday, so it’s a treat. My friend Tess gets a little two-serving cake from the grocery, and we split it.

Still sick, but getting better faster, achy all over, too, but took the pain meds, so yay. Listening to my Rusted Root station on Pandora, so that’s good, too. Ignoring the world today. Can’t fix it, not going to stress for today at least. Oh, and I had chicken soup from the local pizza joint this week. They make it themselves, and it was pretty good. Even better the second day reheated. So yum. Not sure if chicken soup really helps when you are sick, but it makes you think it does, so that works. Right? Anyway, happy birthday to me. Can’t believe I made it this far, but really glad I did. Life is good. Pay attention and enjoy every minute of it.