And how have I celebrated my birthday so far? By having nightmares. Lots of them. About possession and other scary things.
The good news is I forced myself awake during one at 4:45am and now I have time for myself before school at 7:45.
I have great plans for my day of birth. School, and grocery shopping,
and cleaning. And snuggles and possibly a nap or craft. That sounds like
my kind of birthday. :-)
Maybe I'll finish the book that has been calling my name before I have to wake Isaiah up for school at 7.
Scratch that. The Isaiah is up.
Oh, great. He's sick.
Maybe I'll start the crying now. It is my birthday, after all.
What a great start to my birthday. /sarcasm.