On My Birthday

I did it up, and took two naps. I ate a delicious BLT from Marczyk's (home of sourced bacon), and fell in love with their near-peerless (it tastes just like mine) potato salad. I giggled and snickered and laughed out loud to Dr. Horrible's Singalong Blog, which is my new favorite thing ever. Ever.

(This week.)

I snuggled with my Handsome Man, upstairs and downstairs. We talked about what fun we had at the unruly, good-eatin' game nite we hosted Friday night. Lazy and unrepentant, I rescheduled our lunch plans with Mom and Dad, but crowed with Mom over the phone about my good, good time the night before.

I shamelessly avoided doing dishes or chores or call-backs. I did not get out of my pajamas.

It was fantastic.

I have turned 35.

And a happy good Year of the Crystal to you!

Still?

Sometimes I check my blog, and I'm like, "Dang, she still hasn't posted anything new." And then I get disappointed, and then I resolve to be patient.