Bleh. What a boring age. Nothing special about 33 except that I'm over the hump to 35. Sweet. And as every year, for the next 8 months, I'm now older than my cousin Charlie (aka Charles Ingalls), a fact that he loves to point out.
However, I did have a good birthday. Jeff and Riley got me tickets to Wicked, which I can't wait to go see! And we went out to dinner (just to CPK; we went easy with the kiddo, but I love me some CPK). I got lots of birthday wishes via facebook, email and old fashioned cards through the mail, so I feel loved. What more can you ask for?
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