Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Happy 29th Birthday To Me

There was a knock on Tobbit's door.
It was G.

He told me he was getting coffee with Y & N at 1 PM and I was invited to join. I did.

As I finished tidying up Tobbit, he went to the thrift shop.

"I got you a birthday present Susan!" he told me as he came back out.
"How did you know it was my birthday?" I asked.

He calls me Susan sometimes. Sometimes not.

He handed me a Leap Frog toy with plastic pages and buttons that sing me the sounds of the alphabet. I love it. Buttons were pushed as we strolled across the lawn to Isabelle's.

There, we met up with N & Y. I was grateful as he bought me a chai tea, my birthday celebration continuing with engaging conversation.

This entire post is empty of the actual substance of our time together. It's void of chemistry and laughter and amusement. I could try to capture that, but it almost feels too personal for words, right now. I feel like if I try to captured G, Y, and N, I'll only do them injustice.

Thanks G!
This was my best 29th birthday yet!


  1. Susan was one of our top choices of names for you .... Susan Grace. With that redhair, however, you reminded me too much of a Maggie.

  2. Hahahaha! Sounds like a very happy birthday indeed. It always brightens my days oodles when I catch up on your blog. I sent you a couple of letters, I hope they made their way to you. It looks like you're packing every minute full of the right things and right people. All my love from California!


  3. OH I missed your birthday... but don't worry, I have a present for you. Happy birthday! I'm glad it was a good one.


Your words make me grin.

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