It's a month away from my next birthday, and I'm looking forward to it. The weather will be warmer, the days will be longer...I'll hear back about my job by then, hopefully...I'll take the dog for a walk long enough to tire him out without freezing my cute booty off....

April 26th, the actual Birth Day, Kendra (awesome roomie, see blog to left) is taking me as a guest to a college friend's wedding. L, the bride to be, knows me a bit from my year as a theater major, and is good friends with Kendra. Basically, we're going to pretend the wedding is all for me, and the toasts are just a bit obscure in metephorically wishing me a happy birthday. I better catch that mother-lovin bouquet.

Alan is painting me a scene of my choice for my birthday, so i think I'll have him either do the picture above (from my England days) or another picture I have, of the Chicago skyline as seen from the lakeshore near Belmont. It's lovely, summery, a perfect reminder of why I love Chicago so.

Mom is coming into town the following weekend, so we can have a Birthday/Mothersday Weekend Fantastico. We plan to giggle, get our nails done, shop, and sip strawberry lemonade whilst strolling down Michigan Avenue. We're going to be those women you freakin HATE. So..yeah...prep yourselves for that.





Also, please, please don't hesitate to ask what I want for my birthday. I'll have a list compiled soon...I've learned the hard way that it's not always best to bank on 'surprise me!' as a reply.