Yay, it’s my birthday and I’m one year closer to being able to apply for Medicare. Seriously though, so far it’s been a good morning. My mom called me at 3AM and sang the most horrendous version of Happy Birthday ever, but it was sweet.
At 7AM, some chick dressed in a pig costume came to my door and gave me breakfast and sang me happy birthday again. I think it’s called a “sing a gram”. The card says she was dressed like that since I was born in the year of the pig/boar according to Chinese astrology. Kinda nice, I guess my mom and Hunny put that one together.
Me and the girls are meeting up for lunch, then I’ll be on my way to my three back-to-back job interviews. Thank goodness they’re all in the same area! I’m hoping someone will realize it’s my birthday and just offer me a job on the spot–now that would be a nice gift.
After that, hunny’s taking me somewhere but he won’t say what we’re doing. All he told me is to make sure I bring a pair of tennis shoes. Him and his surprises, mygoodness! I’m hoping he hasn’t forgotten that I’m not military nor am I a cop, so having me run through obstacle courses is not cute and would be considered a very bad gift, lol.
Thank you Lord for letting me see another year!