Happy Birthday To ME!

Today is my birthday.

Whoo hoo!!

I'm not big on the birthday thing because of the presents but I am big on the whole "special day for me" thing. In fact, I generally make it into a "birthweek" so that I can treat myself for days and days. Actually, you might call it a necessity because of my birthday occuring around Thanksgiving, having multiple sets of parents and other friends and family scattered about the world. You could even say that it is really quite considerate of me to have a birthweek as it gives others so much more flexibility in when to call or get together "for my birthday."

Common birthweek activities may include indulging in hot tubs, saunas, champagne and chocolate, getting manicures (though not anymore as massage school has banished the existence of nails) and massages, going out to lunch or breakfast or dinner or all three on numerous occasions, skiing, ice skating, movie-going, hiking and other adventures. Of course, not all of these things at the same time or in the same birthweek.

This birthweek, in case anyone wants to stalk me, will include a birthday romp in the park with the World's Best Dog (aka Porky the Poochy, aka the Black Pearl, aka Pearl the Wonder Dog), lunch with my aunt, going to the gym, sweatin' in the sauna, champagne at the Benson and dinner at the Bombay Cricket Club. And that is just today. The rest of the week is a little murky but I know will include hours and hours and hours of driving (from Portland to Palm Desert, with a stop off in Penn Valley) - not the highlight - and then, hopefully, lounging at the pool, playing tennis and eating delictable yummies in the desert with my mammita and franko. I'm also hoping to work in a massage and possibly a hair cut. We shall see!

Happy Birthday to ME!