My alarm went off at 5:00 this morning. I had planned to run, but when I let the dogs out (I'm housesitting for friends), I saw that it was wet outside. A few minutes later, I heard tapping on the windows and looked out to see that we are getting sleet and freezing rain. I guess the time I had planned to spend running will now be spent driving slooowwwwly to work. It's too bad. I really wanted to run.
I turned 43 this morning. When I checked e-mail, I found an e-card from the Yankee with pictures she took herself, all of them with a button that says, "Today is my birthday." Fabulous! Yesterday's mail brought me a card from Katherine. I mention these because I find it remarkable that they both remembered. I'm not particularly good at that sort of thing, but I'm grateful for people who are.
A friend at work is taking me to lunch. Later in the day, I'm having coffee with another friend. The big celebration, though, will be Sunday night. I decided to plan my own celebration this year, a step which is intended to be a deliberate stance against self-consciousness. Some of my friends will meet me for dinner at a local restaurant. It'll be a great time!
And as always, feel free to party here today! Nothing like a good blog party to celebrate a birthday!
Updated (8:30 a.m.): When the celebrating is done, remind me to tell you about my observations on Unitarians trying to have a discussion about "evil." And some new thoughts on call.
Oh, and about how I nearly set the church on fire last night.