Tuesday 21 April 2009

21 April

Today was a day for craft projects and bubble baths. For trashy romance novels, and a trip to the library to get serious books I've been waiting for forever. For the weather to go from sun to rain to spits of ice and snow to rain again.

For chocolate and stolen kisses and long phone conversations with people I love.

It was a perfect day, in fact, to turn thirty-eight. So I did.

19 comments:

Anonymous said...

Happy birthday sister friend......rock on.

Lynn @ Walking With Scissors said...

Happy Birthday, my dear! Sounds like a wonderful day.

Bronwyn said...

Awesome! Happy birthday!

Anonymous said...

Happy Birfday! Hope it was hawsum!

Dory

Woman in a Window said...

Cheeky fun and perfect. Happy birthday! 38 is a fine year, young one. (HA, I'm on my way out of 38.)

Jen on the Edge said...

I'm glad it was a good day. Happy happy happy 38 to you!

Badger said...

Dude! Happy birthday! It sounds like it was a perfect day.

Chantal said...

Nice! Happy Birthday to you!

Patty said...

Happy Happy Birthday

Unknown said...

Sounds like a really good day. Happy birthday!

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday, Jess!! And many happy returns of the day, too.

xoxoxoxox
Flicka
(I was going to put 38 x's and o's but I figured you wouldn't count them all so let's just pretend, okay?)

Mandy said...

congratulations and hippo birdie.

Ree said...

Happy Birthday!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday, again, Jess! Hope it was a great one!

Mike said...

It's good to know that there is a perfect day to turn 38. I'm glad you found it. Happy Birthday...

Magpie said...

A belated happy birthday to you!

M&Co. said...

Happy Birthday!

BabelBabe said...

dude, our birthdays are two days apart! happiest of days!

Loth said...

Happy Birthday Jess! A mere stripling at 38 - I'll be 42 by the time I hit your neck of the woods in June. Now THAT'S old!

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