I was just sitting here on the morning of my birthday drinking my homemade chamomile tea
(I highly recommend growing Chamomile.
It smells nice in the garden and has pretty white flowers and, after you harvest about 50 flowers you can make a delicious cup of tea.)
and perusing blogs.
I don't feel particularly old, but I must look it.
On Tuesday I went to scope out the restaurant that we're going to tonight to make sure they had dairy-free options, and my Elder Hug-a-Bug told the chef "It's my Mom's Birthday on Thursday!"
He looked at me and said "29?" with his eyebrows raised.
That's the kind of thing I say to 65-year-old ladies at the store.
Oh well, if nothing else, my experience will help me stop making comments like that.
I woke up to a lovely surprise from my dear parents, they left a beautiful card on the front door for me.
Now, I would like a present from you the reader.
I would like to get to 33 comments today, so let me know what you're reading this summer, would ya?
I am reading A Room with a View by E.M. Forster
It is as funny as I remembered it to be.
I read it in High School, but it's clearly been a while since I've been in high school.
Have a great morning,