Today is my birthday. Being a person born during the holidays is hard. Everyone has other priorities. I get it. Over the years I’ve made a deal with myself. This day I take off from holiday prep. It is my day. There is no shopping, cooking, wrapping, card writing or any other activity that involves the holidays. The plan is to mostly take it easy, have lunch out with The Husband, do some knitting, bake a cake (every birthday requires cake) and enjoy some quality time with Myles. Basically do what I want. When I was a kid and I was behaving in a self-centered way making demands with no thought of anyone else my mother would say “What do you think this is, your birthday?” Today I’m going to say “Why yes it is!”
Yesterday was card writing day. This is a chore to me. I don’t enjoy it. Over the years I’ve whittled my list down to the few people I have to send to and a few I want to send to. I enlisted The now retired Husband to contribute by sending to his people. It made things go quicker.
Tomorrow will begin the marathon of baking. I’ve got a small list of people I bake for and a yummy new recipe they’re going to love. Then I’ll make the list of baking supplies for our holiday festivities. We aren’t sure exactly what our plans are at this point but cookies and pies will be part of it.