Blessed

I let it be known every year that I could not be more displeased with the actual date of my birthday. It falls after a very busy holiday season making it a forgotten day. And truth be told, if it were not my own birthday I would probably spend every January 4 doing a whole lot of nothing.

As it's my birthday though, I always feel pressured to do something. Some years I let that feeling slip by. Last year I honeslty didn't do a thing. Given that this year's birthday is one ending in a zero, I felt I could not repeat my inactivity. So this coming Saturday handful of my close friends and co-workers and I will partake of beer and curry fries (my favorite!) at a local bar.

With Saturday's plans set, I didn't think of much for my actual birthday. Well my friends and family did. Between the voice mails, text messages, Facebook shout outs, Twitter mentions, virtual e cards and my friend Jenny's attempt to say Happy Birthday in every way possible, I truly felt loved. My family also outdid themselves. I received flowers from my parents and cupcakes from my sister - both delivered to my work. The cupcakes went over particularly well. And my man, well he made me a delicious dinner and did all the dishes. That's one of the ways we say I love you to one another. We take care of the perpetual mess that is our kitchen.

I am ending this first day of my new decade feeling very blessed, blessed that even though my birth date may not be the best, the people I surround myself with certainly are.