Happy Birthday to me

Ok, this is my ego speaking :)   It's my birthday. I want to go into denial, but a good friend told me that I couldn't -- for the simple fact that even though she looks younger than me, she's about 8 or 9 years older and SHE hasn't gone into denial yet.

A year ago I thought I wanted a big bash, after yesterday, I just want to sleep. And go out to a pub with girlfriends to get smashed as if I were 21 again :)

So, I mentioned that the kids were fighting and I didn't want to deal with it, where's my breakfast in bed?!  Tim relayed the message and 20 minutes later Josh was knocking on my door with a cup of coffee :)  He returned moments later with pancaskes covered in Knott's Boysenberry syrup surrounded by apple slices. I do believe the boy is starting to work on presentation now that his culinary skills are good enough to get him through college :)

I don't think Tim took Joy shopping yesterday, but that's OK. Yesterday ... deserves it's own post, which I will get to after I finish my coffee and pancakes.