Today

Today is Rosa Parks Day. It’s also World AIDS Day and Eat a Red Apple Day.

And . . . my birthday!

Not that it feels like my birthday.

This morning, I cleaned up three messes our oldest cat made during the night and then begged JP to take her to the vet on his way to work this morning, even without an appointment. She hasn't been eating well and is wasting away.

Having your baby cry for no reason at all is also a birthday joy killer.

But then a newly unemployed Roo (who quit a stressful job that was seriously ruining her health!) came and took me to breakfast. She gave me some sweet presents. And then we picked up a latte and some Kilwin's chocolates and took them to Star along with some new-baby gifts. Star's little guy is so precious! He has the most amazing eyelashes I have ever seen on a baby. They are so long it's a wonder he can see through them.

Back at home, my mother called to wish me a happy birthday and some nice weather. (She's really getting hammered with it up north.)

So, the birthday is looking up!