They say it's your birthday

(and are these not beautiful, courtesy of my SIL who went all out over T-giving)

It's my birthday too, yeah.

Meh.

So today's the day, and all of Canada is so excited, hopefully they'll go out and vote!

What's on today's agenda? Well, I started out with half and half cream in my coffee instead of 1% milk, I have to do a little work, run a few errands, vote ... but I will treat myself by checking out a newly renovated mall. Sans kids.

Thank goodness for life's little pleasures.

The last few years of birthdays, it hasn't been more than just another day really, another few pounds after a feast with family. This is the problem with having a birthday around Thanksgiving.

Roast beef dinner on Saturday; steak dinner last night with my parents and sister's family; and special birthday dinner with the man tonight. No beef or duck for me, though, as apparently I don't want to be a quack (ancient Chinese rules).

Yes, I am missing my favourite gyrating workout night to go to my fave restaurant in our neck of the woods.

They say that before you hit 45, it is possible for a woman to get rid of an advancing gut with exercise. So thank goodness there are still a couple of years left where there is hope.

Hope starts tomorrow ;).

PS. I did something crazy - well for me - that I just may post in a couple of days. I have to wait until I'm good and drunk to share it though.