Wednesday February 17 was my birthday. The older I get, the more I realize that your birthday just becomes another day of the week. I went about my daily tasks of making sure my children were alive and well. No major catastrophes so I consider it a good day. When Roland came home, Callie, Zane, and him sang "Happy Birthday" to me over a yellow cake. Yum. That pretty much sums up my day. Oh, and Roland got me a bag of yummy dove chocolates. Delicious!
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