has it already been a year?

well, it's my birthday.

the 15th anniversary of my 21st birthday to be exact.

what is the gift for that anniversary? tin? wood? two buck chuck?

so far it's a good day...though truth be told any day one wakes up and knows where they are is automatically a good day as far as i'm concerned...

and just in time for my birthday it's raining cats and dogs out and i don't feel like doing a thing...we're supposed to go to dinner tonight, but the thought of trying to pull myself together to look presentable makes me sleepy and want to stay home with nachos and a six pack...trinny and susannah would NOT be proud...

and the reservations are for 8pm...how european.

but, we're dropping the boybarians off at the grocery store lost and found so we have the whole evening to ourselves.

and the restaurant is one i've been wanting to go to forever...and any dinner out wherein i'm not rooting in my bag for a scrap of paper and a pen or something just to get wingman distracted from the need to talk a mile a minute about everything and nothing at all at a voice pitch that could cut glass and does is a one step back from that padded cell...i'll take it.

god i love that kid but he does go on...and on...and on...shhhhhhh lower your voice!...and on and onandonandonandon please lower your voice!

and it only gets worse in confined spaces...he's been that way since he was a baby...he'd be as quiet as could be and the moment the library doors closed behind him he's at the top of his voice...

anyhow, birthdays are a convenient time for a little reflection...though i spend so much bleepin' time thinking about myself and over analyzing my every mental move that i should take a break from the *reflection* for the day...

that being said, i don't have any real goals for the year ahead...not my style...i suppose just keeping my head above water is goal enough...and i've got two kids homeschooling this year, so i guess that's the year right there...best not to introduce more into that petri dish...

speaking of the boybarians, they want to pay a visit to the new bakery in town for a birthday morning sweet...the duke gave me a big hug and kiss and said he wanted to buy me a snickers bar...wingman has made me two cards so far and said he'd like to get me a barbie for my birthday...

it's a good day.

x.

p.s. the older i get i still feel 19 inside...i'm surprised when other people don't see that...and i'm surprised when my kids listen to me like i know what i'm talking about...because i feel like a 19 year old totally full of shit.

p.p.s. happy birthday carlos santana!