Just a little shout-out to all my 'peeps' (another vocab word sure to keep me young and hip... and classy..) who made my birthday week such a good time! I apologize to the blogging world in general for not having pictures to illustrate my varied and festive activities.. but I promise it was full of friends, food-- and presents. Lots of prettily little packaged presents. I have recently decided that it's O.K. to openly admit, that getting presents.. is really fun. Doesn't matter what it is.. doesn't matter how much it costs-- just being handed a little mysterious something, all tied up just for you.. just cause someone was thinking of you, just cause it's your birthday-- just cause you were BORN.. now that's just sweet. Just good plain fun. I like birthdays. I like that everyone has a day where the people that love them, can celebrate them.. in whatever little way that might be.So thank you to all those I love-- who love me back. It was a perfect week.. even if I am now, 37.
I am a lucky wife, and mom of four little monkeys I love. I'm a bit of a wanna-be. A wanna-be screenwriter,wanna-be middle-aged not THAT famous of an actress , and wanna-be Tim McGraw groupie.. but happily settle with country concerts and some good long runs. I love cucumber slices on wheat thins, junior mints with popcorn, and anything yeasty.. (besides, infections, ofcourse.)
I indulge in lame reality shows, numerous hairbows for Sophie, and sitting in the sunshine.
I'm not unusually talented, but pretty condfident I can write ya a poem about anything.