Tomorrow is a significant birthday for me. In fact, I guess, every birthday, once you've reached cronedom, is a significant one.
We had a little brunch with the family for which Dave provided us his famous Applesauce Pancakes made instead with raspberries, which are my favourite among the berries. The pièce de résistance was a dark, dark chocolate cake, the whole top of which was festooned with the right amount of candles. Scary in so many ways!
My gift from the family was an IPod Nano, which I have been craving, so that I can walk and listen to music and audio books. The getting of the thing for which I craved is also scary in so many ways, but at least using it does not (I hope) lead to setting off smoke alarms.
On my birthday, I always think of my mum, only 20, having a baby at home in a small village in England during the war, and I feel so thoughtless for having decided to make my entrance at a time when she probably had other things on her mind.
Ah, the randomness of life.