Today was my 48th birthday. Years do not make me sad. I always appreciate the fact that I am one year older as there are plenty of people who do not make it into their 40's. Therefore, I do not feel that I should ever moan about my age. A couple of weeks ago I realized that when anyone asked me my age, I naturally said 48. It wasn't until Cam said, "So you'll be 48, Mom, right?" that I realized that I actually was only 47 and would just be turning 48. I kept thinking I would be 49, so I it's almost like I gained a year.
We decided to stay in tonight and have my favorite - Doug's spaghetti. Mom came up later with dessert - angel food cake, ice cream and a big cookie. As much as I enjoyed all of the delicious food, my favorite part of tonight might have been opening my gifts. Brett gave me the book "Hunchback of Notre Dame." I loved Victor Hugo's Les Miserables, so he knew I would love this as well. Cam and Meg gave me some fun jewelry from Morocco in Epcot and Doug scored big with purple luggage. I had been hinting that I need it for quite some time. Now I will be able to travel in style.