Seamus just left my office. He surprised me with champagne and a dozen roses.I love my thoughtful husband.
We toasted in my open cubicle out of small plastic champagne glasses.
Ryann, my co-worker and baker extraordinaire, made an amazing chocolate torte and cupcakes.
Other than my slight buzz at work - or maybe including it - it's been an amazing day.I woke up snuggling with my two favorite people.
I got to work in time to go for a long walk and catch up with Nancy.
Instead of lunch, I indulged in a massage courtesy of Vivian (aka The Brooklyn Healer).
Rebekah - the other Supervising Producer, who I think is awesome & inspiring - wrote me the sweetest card ever.
I've got 36 Birthday Wishes on Facebook and another dozen on Geni and real e-mail.
And I can't think of a thing that I want/need for my birthday.
Yup, it's feeling like a great start to another year of life.
I've always liked the age of 36.
It's a sexy age. More than any year, it's an age that I've felt I needed to be ready for (down 20 pounds already - 36 deserves better than baby fat). Yet, somehow 36 comes with no pressure to achieve.
It's an age that I associate with Madonna at her height (ironically, in looking for a photo of the Material Girl at 36, I've discovered that she's 36 again!).
Things I'm looking forward to during my 36th year:
- Yarden's first steps and more words.
- Fitting back into my entire pre-pregnancy wardrobe.
- Our massive birthday bash over Memorial Day weekend (featuring appearances from Grammy & Da, Bubby & Grandpa and Uncle Liam).
- Landscaping a gorgeous "dinner-party-ready" backyard.
- Visiting Nancy in San Francisco.
- At least one more overnight getaway with my wonderful husband.
- More great gigs like this one.
Aliyah
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