This morning I woke up HAPPY for the first time since you-know-what. I didn't think that would be the case since I gave back the dog I was watching/in love with (okay, obsessed with) the day before. Also, I had the recurring nightmare I keep having of this huge anaconda-sized snake that keeps trying to get me and is super slimey and slithery and can slither in anywhere and get me. But, no, I sprung out of bed feeling absolutely tops. Today was my mom's birthday and I made her this cake with toffee and choc shavings on top:
My family is da bomb and they make me laugh & it was a day I desperately needed. I mean, does your family sing "Happy Birthday" and then break into Buster Poindexter's "Hot, Hot, Hot"?
At dinner I was complaining about how I couldn't afford this dumb expensive doctor I have to go to and my little niece, Molly, was standing next to me and disappeared up to her room and came back down and handed me 3 quarters and 2 pennies that she'd gotten out of her piggie bank. I tried to give it back, but, she assured me she had tons more like them and hugged me. And then- boom- I was crying because I felt like I just got smacked in the face with Sweetness (& also I'm a sensitive, on-the-verge-of-tears-at-all-times freak..but still).
Here is me and the beautiful Birthday Girl: