Really, sometimes I think I have a blog just so I can make up words all the time and no one can say anything, because, hey, it's my blog. And my birthday. :)
I am so loved. I think that is part of the reason I love my birthday so much. Because even amidst disappointments and bad days, there are people who love me. And those people come out of the woodwork on my birthday! Facebook messages, texts, phone calls, balloons, cards, flowers, presents, lunch. Those are all things that made today special from other people.
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