Happy birthday to me!
I’m 39 today! Really 39, not like “I’m turning 39 for the twentieth year running” like Jack Benny or my dad. (Love you, Dad!) So far, the bestest gift I’ve gotten is to sleep in until 10am and then wake up to the smell of frying bacon. My loving husband had gone out for my favorite kind of bagel and a cup of coffee and then fried up a little cholesterol for me. Mmmm.
He also got me Spike. Back off, ladies, he’s mine! My husband, that is, not Spike. What a guy. Again, referring to my husband.
Ooookay! Moving on!
My daughter decided, on her own, to make me a sweater. I made one for her, so she decided to return the favor. That’s what this is, it’s the sweater she made me. My camera is doing that thing it does, so you can’t really see it, but trust me. It’s a sporty little number that says “Here is a sweater” above it. It fits me perfectly.
This camera is giving me too many headaches, and I’m missing too many pictures. After running some experiments, we believe the problem is coming when the camera tries to white balance. We think it’s got a dead chip somewhere. It’s six years old and had been through the mill, it’s hardly surprising that it’s having some problems.
For this reason, today I’m using my dad’s birthday gift, the traditional big wad o’ cash (thanks again, Dad!), to get myself a new digital camera. Consumer Reports likes the newer models of the same one we’ve got (Canon Elph), and it looks like we can get one for a couple of hundred bucks. Heaven forfend you, the reader, be without a single blurry picture of my child’s artwork!
Shortly we’ll be going over to my mother’s house to help fix a computer problem. Not coincidentally, she also has a birthday cake. Nothing tastes better than cake from my mom. Tastes like childhood. Emily, still fearful of fire, has asked that we have no candles on it, so I guess we’ll just sing and then eat. That’s fine with me.
Tomorrow, the Jayne hat line reopens. I wanted to get the line down below 40 before it started rising again, and it’s down to 37 now, so mission accomplished! I may finish up the one I’ve got on the needles today. Then again, I may decide to knit something solely for my own or my family’s pleasure today. We’ll see.
One more possible gift to me – and everyone – an end to the Writer’s Strike? Dare we hope? I’m feeling optimistic, but then again, that’s what sleeping until 10am can do for you.
I’m having a great day, and I hope you all have one too!