and I’ll read if I want to.🙂
Today’s my birthday and I’m vegging. DH offered to take me out to dinner, but it’s rainy and icky out. Opted for ordering in pizza. I slept late, and have been reading for pure pleasure. Nothing writer related at all.
Does that mean I’m getting old – when the idea of staying home, ordering in, and reading is more enticing than a night out?
Both kids called and wished me a Happy Birthday. Got cards from my mom and sis. All in all, a nice day.