Birthday Blast

Happy birthday to me (a day late)! We're going to focus on my birthday today, not the fact that I didn't accomplish my six-mile goal, because on birthdays, I get to be special. And, yes, it was yesterday, but I am a big believer in the Birthday Week, which means all week, I can be special and focus on the good things in my life, not necessarily the annoying things. (Like not running 6 miles.)

I did run 4, on Thursday, and that was quite the accomplishment. I had the day off but still got up to hit the pavement by 6:30 a.m. I spent the entire day cleaning, spent Friday and Saturday cooking and running around trying to finish a million things, and spent Saturday night having an absolute blast in my backyard. We had about 50 friends and family in our house and, trust me, this house was not made to hold 50 people. It was a little stressful, but a lot of fun.

I consumed more chocolate cake than should probably be allowed, and the Miller Lites were going down very smoothly. Also, we went to an ice-cream tasting yesterday and I probably ate a gallon of the good stuff. This was preceded by the Pride Parade, which is always a good time, and proceeded by a sweet nap on the porch. All in all, I couldn't have asked for a better birthday weekend.

Today, I'm getting sick. I have had a sore throat for a couple of days and that's being coupled by serious sleepiness today. Even though the house is a pig sty, I'm going to have to go home and rest tonight because we're out of town again this weekend, and I don't want to be sick for that.