Pallindromic Birthday!

I’m 33 today! The same backward and forward. Life only grants you a couple of these–if current actuarial tables are to be believed, I can probably expect four more. Anything after that’s gravy, although we live in the future and all, so who knows?

It started on a slightly dour note, as I discovered that the coffee had gone cold and Kevin’s kids had used all the milk (and then replaced the empty milk jug in the fridge, as per pre-teen boy rules) but every crisis precipitates opportunity, and the failure of taste caused by re-heating the coffee was largely countered by adding all that whipped cream.

And I wandered around in the yard and found a female Spangled Skimmer dragonfly. So that was awesome.

As I already have an iPhone, there’s nothing much I want for my birthday–I’ll probably pick up some books, and there is a pair of shoes I have been coveting, (Dansko dark red leather clogs!) although I have to go up to Chapel Hill to get them, so it’ll probably be awhile. Other than that, I have pretty much everything I want. (Well, sure, I’d like the pond in the back yard to be done and the flower beds to be three feet bigger in every direction, but I only have so much manual labor in me at any given time, and I’d love a million dollars and for the negotiations on my book contract–currently at a rather unpleasant stage–to be done, but realistically, I have everything I want.)(Although if deer ticks could be reduced to a small but stable breeding population, preferably in Outer Mongolia, I wouldn’t complain….)

Anyway! I think I’m gettin’ sushi for lunch…

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.