Today is my birthday! What a glorious day. It’s raining, I’m going to paint the second half of the basement floor, and tonight I’m going out for ribs. And, our sweet little peanut of a Boston Terrier, Penny, is on the mends from getting mauled at the dog park yesterday. This jerk of a lady didn’t stick around to offer any contact information, so I have begun the hunt for this woman. Because I watch t.v. and that’s what they do: detective work. I need her rabies info for her mutt, but I also want to shame her into paying for the hospital bill. At least part of it. I want to force her to be a good citizen.
But this year is going to be a good year. I like numbers divisible by five. I am 35 today. I was born in 1975. The year is 2010. All signs point to good things. Them stars are aligning, my friends.
I’m going to NYC for a few days and will be writing this blog from there. I love going to the city by myself. It’s beyond a magical place. The city, in both size and attitude, is bigger than than the biggest bigshot. The city is the most famous thing about the city. It’s a great equalizer. It’s the best place to re-calibrate your personal settings. You just become a girl in the world, trying to get on with her day. And it’s wonderful.
So here’s to you and to me. Let’s all have a great day.