1. This is quite the winter break, as far as sleeping in goes. Apparently if I get time off, I revert to the sleep schedule of a teenager.
2. Despite sleeping like a teenager, I turn 34 a week from today. Earlier this month, I was looking at the Facebook calendar of birthdays and saw my own saying I’d be 34–and my first thought was, “That’s a typo! I’m not that old!” But yes, I will be.
3. I’m giving myself a birthday party to deal with…everything…and that means this week has been full of tissue paper crafts and festooning the swan:
Good thing I have lots of help:
