We're back from a visit to our friends' kitty. We're loving and feeding their pets while they're out of town. We also popped into the market for some essentials. It's a funny thing to be gathering provisions and feeling our own giddy anticipation of celebration while everyone else has moved on, is in a recovery mode, and beginning to contemplate New Year's Eve.
New Years Eve? Goodness, we still haven't hung our Christmas stockings! And before we begin the New Year, I have my own new year to think of. Unfortunately this cold is derailing my plans for a surprise birthday party... I was going to invite friends over for Indian food and a movie, and *surprise, it happens to be my birthday, so cake!* Alas, plan foiled.
I'm putting up my boots, resting, and hoping for a swift recovery... Then I can initiate a new plan.
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In the immortal words of (I believe) Tom Robbins, it is never too late to have a happy birthday. Just sayin'. In fact, I'm always in awe of your ability to celebrate when the time is right, and not necessarily when the calendar says so. And come to think of it, isn't the element of surprise very much predicated on the whole when-you-least-expect-it thing? Yeah, I think we've got this covered ;-)
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