Today

Today is mine. I get to have it.

Most days we pitch in, assist, participate, help out, work hard, share responsibilities. But today is not most days, and everyone deserves to have a day that is not most days.

Needs

Tired from my birthday! I ate a lot. Wore me out.

These days, I don't need a party. All I need is my family of John, Boz and me, cozy in our living room.

And computers: one for John and one for me. A bone for Boz. (Addicts, all.)

And books. And crossword puzzles. And tissues to blow my nose on. And plumbing, of course. I feel like we need plumbing. Electricity, too.

But that's all. Except lunch and dinner. And bed. Stop me now, I shouldn't have started.

Self Portrait

It's my birthday, so a little self-reflection is in order.

This isn't a "big one," though they do tend to get bigger as they go. But it's as good a time as any to check in with myself and see how I'm doing:

Never as well as I mean to.
Always better than I could be doing, I suppose.

If I compare my real self to my ideal self, I'll never be satisfied, so I'd best leave that alone. I try not to compare myself to other people because someone, somewhere, said that wasn't nice. But in my not-so-nice/a.k.a. normal human moments I know I do better than some people. I do worse than others.

Maybe comparisons aren't a good idea. Maybe they're irrelevant.

The question is, am I happy? The answer is, yes. Grateful? Yes, yes, yes.

Speaking of which, John turned me on to this song.

I know you guys and you're all going to say lovely things (okay, most a few of you are going to say lovely things) and wish me a happy birthday. Thank you! Please tell us, also, how you reflect on yourself, when you self-reflect.

August Birthday

My friend just turned three. His folks threw a big party with family and friends, and an artist came to draw caricatures of all the kids. I wonder what wonders my buddy contemplated while he sat for his portrait. Perhaps he considered how blessed he is to share his birthday with his baby brother.

Perhaps not.

Meanwhile, baby brother contemplated a completely different set of wonders on his first birthday.

Happy birthday, my friends!

Treasures

This roadside glass reminded me of aquamarine, the clear blue form of the gemstone beryl. It is the official birthstone for March.
This post is for my youngest son whose birthday is today. Happy Birthday, Al! Love you ;}

New Life

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The egg is a symbol of new life. This egg really stands out on the budding branches of this young tree I spotted on Grandview Ave. I like the picture of the flower on the egg . . . a view of new life to come.

This post is also appropriate because today is a "BIRTH" day for me & "not so Clueless IB" . . . happy birthday, Artie!

Cake Day!

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I was born on this day and raised in this fine city many full moons ago. My dearest husband not only provided the beautiful cake seen here from Montillio's Bakery but he also gave me my start photo blogging. Thanks, honey . . . here's hoping to share many more birthdays and photos . . .

Surprise!

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Today's post is dedicated to my partner, "Clueless in Boston" (who doesn't have a clue I'm doing this). Today is his birthday so make sure to stop by his blog click here and surprise him with a birthday wish.