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Wednesday, September 21, 2016

birthday survival

Well, I survived my birthday.  Now I'm safely on the other side of 40 and feel fine.  Kind of birthday hungover.  My community was so sweet to me.  We had pizza, stuffed mushrooms, breaded eggplant.  We had pretend champagne.  J baked me a cake.  It was amazing.  G made homemade custard ice cream.  It was hard work, being honored.  But I did it.

Now I need a walk and some rest.


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