Now I'm home, full up on poached eggs and avocado on toast, ready to spoil myself rotten for the day! I'm going to have a THIRD cup of coffee, a cookie before noon, and generally indulge myself as I see fit. If only I had a pony. That would be perfect. I'd saddle him up and we'd gallop along the river right into the heart of the redwoods, puppies at our heels, where I'd set up a tent and we'd share a bucket of carrots and oats. Afterwards I'd don heels and BC would pour a martini as foxes slipped by, owls flashed white in the night and we danced to blues around a camp fire.
I think that could work out quite nicely.
So as I go about my day, I'm curious: Tell me, if you could celebrate your birthday in any fashion, in any locale, in any activity, what would you do?
I'm off for that cookie.
~ Umber ~