Opened my gift from Bethy first thing this morning. She'd paid for and wrapped it herself and couldn't wait.
She did good.
Skyped for hours with family members back home in the USA. Beautiful flowers arrived at the door.
In the afternoon, got a babysitter for Thomas and a Balinese foot massage for my deserving feet.
Taking advantage of the babysitter, went to a bookstore and bought Robert B Parker's last Spenser mystery, not even dithering with myself about the price.
Sat in a blissfully quiet spot and read while enjoying a cappuccino and a berry cupcake.
A nice run is planned with a friend this evening after the kids are tucked in bed. It should be pleasantly warm with a sky full of stars. We've had a gorgeous moon lately.
Happy, happy birthday to me.