Happy Birthday to Me!

Another year older and sometimes I feel every last second of my life. Instead of going out to dinner, I made it a working birthday.

Jamie put up the quarter round in the basement and except for setting the toilet, I believe the job is complete.

I bought myself a birthday present of new rugs for the basement. A little abstract, but I think it gives the basement character.

Teresa and Brad brought over pizza and we finished off with an ice cream cake. The "21" bears no significance. It was the only candles I had.

So Happy Birthday to me and another Happy Birthday to Jamie (his birthday is tomorrow)!