Birthday on a Wednesday = ho hum? No I say. Bloom where you’re planted; in this case it was the office in NJ. Glorious upshot, my lovely co-worker Kim made me a coconut cake. Full fat, full wonderful. I had the sugar rush and gloppy gut. What a pal, so so nice, and I was so touched. You grow up in a big family and/or you get older, cake, and cake made by someone is a luxury.
On the flip side, first time in a long time I did not run on my birthday, in fact I did not work out at all. The day just kind of got away from me with the commute etc. Finished off with pizza and a salad. I’m laughing at my gluttony. Divine.
Celebrate your birthday!!
Hope to see you along the way.