Today we are celebrating our youngest daughter's birthday. It is actually tomorrow but we are having the festivities today. I was sitting reading CV when my daughter phoned. "Since you have to come over anyway, and since you have to go to the Co-op to pick up the cake, and since you are picking up the chicken breasts for supper, could you get a few more things?" I so love my daughter. I also love my oldest daughter and my son. Notice I said "my". I am not thrilled with my husband today, so they are "my" kids.

I still haven't won the lottery so the airline tickets can't be upgraded to First Class or whatever they are calling it today. I am not looking forward to those so narrow seats in Coach or Second Class. I can forgo the pampering of FC but I sure do hate missing the wide seats. Especially because mine is naturally wide.

This is much easier than writing in a diary. There you are expected to spill your guts - here I can be boring and trivial and myself.