My birthday is coming up. That doesn't really bother me. I mean, I've been saying I'm old since I've turned the big 2-1! Everyone asks what I have planned or what I'm going to do. Well, I'm going to go to work. Just like every other week day... Whoo hoo!!
I know, pretty exciting! MS and JT are coming this weekend for an early birthday party. There had better be cake! I told MS if she helps me we should easily be able to knock out a quilt front in a weekend. And then I invited JT to join. I have a feeling the fabric will get bought and then a bottle or seven of booze will be consumed and then she'll wonder why I don't have her quilt done...
But really, the thing that makes me feel old? I'm sore. I rode the other day and now I'm sore. That never used to happen. Ugh. Maybe I should just ride more? Yes, I think that shall be my resolution.
But not today. Today I scoop the poop. Just livin' the life!! :)