Gratitude

On the eve of my 37th birthday, I am filled with a sense of gratitude: for friends close by who spoiled my tummy with lunches and cake, for gift cards to some favorite spots (as well as much needed destinations like a facial - thanks Mrs. V!), for premade dinners from Stella (as well as a cake and... the best part... two hours of sleep in her tiny bed, my 6'1 frame curled into a fetal position while she entertained the rugrats in her rock garden), coming home to tea from Rex (including a cat tea set I didn't even know I needed but looks so lovely on my vintage table cloth), yummy conversations with my sister-in-law on a crowded freeway, the thrill of a babysitter tomorrow followed by my mother's childcare - equaling 7 hours of free time to be spent writing and crashing in Topanga T's cabin in the woods (photo above with Stink on her couch), memories of a wonderful Saturday with the family, Papa pointing out turtles to a little girl who came out of her shell the day she was born, a surprise sale of a Grace Under Fire tee shirt that I randomly put up for $19.00 from my stage days...

Today was one of laughter, snoozes, good company and delicious surprises...

Thanks to all of you who will undoubtedly make my 37th year more spectacular every day.

PS: The Chia Scooby pet? That's there for no other reason than, like my kids, he makes me laugh with it's goofy grin and curly locks. Also, it's one of the few plants I have managed to grow from seeds and not kill. Who says the fro is out? Like my 70's ceramic containers, Scooby is groovy and makes me feel outta site every time I look at him.