Happy Birthday To Me

Yep, I am celebrating the seventh anniversary of my 29th birthday today. So far, Michael has been the only one is the house to say anything. I think Caela would have this morning before I dropped her off, had I not beaned her in the head with the kitchen door. No, I am not abusing her, I went outside to start the car so it would warm up. I went to open the door to tell her to bring Marisa out and BAM!! right in the head. Suffice it to say, she didnt' wish me a Happy Birthday. :D But I guess she knows now not to stand so close to the door.

I'm not sure what the plans are for the day. No one has said anything to me about it. Well Michael did say that his step Mom called to see if we were going out to dinner. He said, probably not. It's too cold to take Marisa out. So I know that is out. Honestly, all I want is to be given a couple of hours of "me" time, so I can play with my scrap crap. All of my beautiful paraphenalia has been sitting in the scrappy room, mocking me for the last few months. I need to show them who's boss.

:D