today

I had to get up early to run an errand for Chris, and I wanted to get some housework done too. I slept as late as possible, and then made it to my errands on time. Came home and just lounged for a bit, made a fat BLT brunch and watched the last episodes of a good, lush costume thing. I spent a lot of time thinking about all the people who wished me well, about all the thoughtful expressions that came my way not only yesterday, but sometimes every day. Last night I wished on the first star I saw that I would continue to grow and learn to be the kind of person who deserves and can keep such friends. I pondered that today. I felt happy to be in a safe, beautiful place, with the rain lightly falling and the sound of the river lulling me. My cats were lazy, and so was I, partially because I think I've caught Sprout's new-school summer cold - but even that realization made me smile, remembering her whispered confession and leaning on me for heartbreak comfort. I am a lucky, blessed person.
I got caught up on my housework, and napped a good while. Made a favorite, simple comfort dinner, watched a good kids' movie and then had my macaroon and some chocolate milk for dessert. After dinner, I sat down to write and got a sweet call from Chris, just saying hi and planning for tomorrow (and reminded him to call Ott for his day too :) and now here I am. Again, counting my blessings.
Today made me think about the fact that some birthdays, you still have to clean the litter box. Or you might have a cold - or worse. But there's STILL so much to celebrate. Rain. A good nap. Special memories and the thought of making more. The only reason birthdays are really special is because of how you/we look at them. Today I didn't see another soul, except when I went to the bank this morning. The only person I spoke to was Chris. The only hug I got was from George (our big boy cat. But lemme tell you, he has become a first-class skwoocher. Like a big purring teddy bear. Noosh.) but I still felt special. Like things are meant to be celebrated, even if it's in a very small, quiet way. All of them.