Well, it's my birthday, too.
The day started out with a bang, so to speak. And that's all I'm sayin' 'bout that.
My mother is taking me to lunch. New Guy (who still needs a blog name) is taking me to dinner. There will be snacks at work.
And, to remind myself why my mother won't be coming with gifts in tow, I have posted a picture of my piano, which we agreed would be my birthday present. Here it is, in all its (keys scrubbed within an inch of their lives) glory.
Thanks for all the birthday wishes and tattoo compliments. Much appreciated!