Birthday Week

I don't normally take my birthday off but this year I thought, "Why the heck not?".

Yesterday I was treated to a nice birthday lunch. I was touched that my manager and a couple of close colleagues took the shuttle downtown just to celebrate my birthday. I guess a 2 hour lunch is okay if the boss joins us! Back in my office I was struggling to keep my eyes open. Wine makes me sleepy. I was awakened by a delivery of a dozen red roses. It was absolutely beautiful and I was pleasantly surprised. I knew it was from Norm but just to make sure I read the card and it said: "King Edward Hotel, Massage, Oct 16 11am". Yup, it's from him. In the evening we headed to Ev's place for WND. She made a tasty apple crumble pie (we've renamed it Apple Crumb-aclat!) and jambalaya. This day was the perfect start to my birthday week.

This morning I woke up and saw a birthday card next to my dozen roses. On special occasions we don't normally get each other gifts but cards are mandatory. To me, it speaks louder than the roses. I can't deny -- the roses are a nice touch! -- but it's what's inside the card that counts!

Happy Birthday to me...