I went to the farmers market on Saturday to find me some flowers to put on my birthday table.
I started finding fun glass ware to make these flowers become a work of art.
They smell so good in this tiny little place I call home.
It was a good day yesterday. I talked to three out of four kids and held one grandson, not a bad day at all.
I feel like this is the day after. I ate the wrong thing for lunch and now I wished I had just gotten drunk, it's all the same feeling.
Another 365 days till the next date changer.