As a rule I don’t make a big deal of my age, or of my birthday. Yesterday I turned 48. Never, in my life, did I imagine I would live to this age. For many reasons, most of which do not bear repeating.
I spent most of the day with my Mam and brother. We had lunch together, chatting amicably and late afternoon I headed home. What was wonderful was being together. Not necessarily having to DO anything together; simply being together was enough. I liked that.
When I was on the way home my house-mates invited me to meet them close to home for supper. I happily agreed and we met in a city towards where we live. It was small child night, or so it seemed. Lots of laughter, pasta saucy smiles, eating with fingers and enjoying a meal out. After dinner we headed home and my Beloved was here. We enjoyed home-baked cake – peanut butter chocolate and it was divine!
Even the Alien joined in. She paused her video game to join us!
And then an early night because that’s how I roll these days. Had a relatively good sleep. Woke at the usual time then decided I wanted to stay in bed, so I did. Today is going to be a long day as it is our Festival of Lights for the Community.
I have the honour of acting at MC this year and I suspect it’s going to be a lot of fun. I’m excited about it! Right now it’s mild but raining. I hope the rain stops and the weather stays mild…because if not, the program will be truncated…and that’s okay.
Another trip around the sun…relatively painless this year. I like that.
Happy birthday Andrea. You sure don’t look your age.