My birthday was on Saturday, and it was nice. Low key and nice.
I tend to like throwing a party for my birthday, but this year I didn't have the energy. I kind of wish I had, because while I got tons of lovely birthday wishes, and Nick took me out for a nice dinner, it just felt like any other day.
Is that super-narcissistic? I mean, of course for most people it is any other day. And I wasn't looking for presents or an orchestra. It was just a little too quiet.
Years ago my friend Pat told me to put a wish out to the universe on my birthday, because your birthday has magic in it.
This year I forgot to do so on my day. It's really been bothering me.
There was a full moon on the 13th, too. Jordan loves the moon, and he always reaches up towards me for me to pick him up, and says, "Touch it!"
I love that he thinks that with my help, he can reach as high as the moon.
One day he's going to be old enough to realize that I can't even reach the top shelves in our cupboards.
Jordan's birthday is coming up on Friday. And he is going to be TWO! Here I have to be all cliched and say time just goes so fast.
But it does. It does.
Except when he's screaming his head off. Then the seconds tick by like cold molasses.
I think we're just going to have a small family celebration. It's not like he understands presents yet. At least this year I know he's not going to be afraid of the cupcakes.
And speaking of molasses, that's about the pace of people moving on the sidewalk in DC right now. The air is just so warm and thick, and there's a mass of us, trudging molassesly forward.
I love summer, and I love August, but I've decided it's a trudgey kind of month. That said, I need another month before fall. I feel like this summer just started.