Day 87

It's my birthday eve. I turn 34 in a few hours. Yesterday I celebrated with a dog funeral/birthday dinner at my parents' house - take out Chinese and a frozen cake from the grocery store, punctuated by many toasts to Rudy the dog from my increasingly drunk dad. I ended the day with a nice fight with Anne where we fought about all the same old stuff. Today was better. Knitting class, in which I made a thing that's starting to look like a thing. Lunch at the Pop Shop, consisting of grilled cheese and tomato soup with goldfish crackers and a strawberry malted milkshake. A movie with Anne. Now I'm settling in with the Golden Globes, taking decorations off the tree, maybe working on my knitting. And settling in for a long boring work day tomorrow starting with an 8am doctor appointment and ending with a 6pm meeting, with lots of boring junk between. This is no banner birthday but I feel I am on the verge of a great year. 34. Cheers to another year.