Today is my birthday. I know I have presents, as Craig and Maddy went shopping last night, and then I had to wait in Maddy's room until the coast was clear of the evidence. Neither one will give me any hints, which is frustrating. I also have to wait until tonight to get them. Dude, I'm not getting any younger - hand over the goodies!
I love birthdays, and I try to make them special. I wake up my girls by singing Happy Birthday and making them a special breakfast. Unlike other gift-giving holidays, birthdays are a day when it's all about you. Unless you're a twin, or my soon-to-be in-laws. They not only have the same birthday, they were born in the same hospital and had cribs next to each other in the nursery. Now that's a small town.
I didn't get too excited about my birthday this year, probably because the one present I want is a job. I had an interview on Monday, which I think went well. I didn't stutter, cry, trip or call him by the wrong name. I'd call that a succesful meeting.
I also have a job interview this afternoon. We'll see if it's a happy birthday to me.
PS - don't forget to file your taxes.