Wednesday, April 4, 2012
For me it's simple. I love birthday cards, I want them to arrive through the week. On my birthday, I wake up to my world without drama. I hear Austin stretching and ready for another day, my husband putting a pot of coffee on, and I feeling renewed. A prayer of thanks crosses my lips. I don't need much, but what I get are small love gifts from John. This year it was flowers, peeps, chocolate covered marshmallow eggs, and a cake. Supper was my choice and I chose pizza at a real pizza place. Veno's was my choice. Be still my heart the pizza was the best ever.
I don't like people at work knowing it's my birthday, why you ask, because if I have a good day and everyone respects me, it's a great day. I had a great day at work. What a birthday.
God bless those who travel through my little blog.