Today I’m 37. I woke up to a hug from my kid, a lovely card from Greg (avec foot-massage gift certificate because he is ace), and a promise to myself that despite the tightness in my chest called BOOK DEADLINE, I will not work today. Not even when Owen’s napping.

So what are you doing today, loves?

Doughnuts for my birthday because cake is GROSS

Would love your thoughts, please comment.x