Here it is, the weekend and I'm stuck at home. My car has a leaking radiator and so it's been in the shop. It's fixed but unfortunately I don't have a way to get to the car to pick it up. So here I am, sitting at home with lots to think about.
As my birthday approaches, I can't help but think of past birthdays. There are a couple that stand out in my mind - one where a boyfriend made eclairs that I swore I had eaten previously (but could have made up some of the details!). He did his best to make eclairs from scratch and they were incredibly delicious. Last year, when I had just graduated and seemed to have so much in front of me, so many possibilities. Plus a lot of my friends were there and there was an amazing dinner. This year...well...it's not looking so good. But, hey....I'm (almost) 28, shouldn't I be done getting excited about birthdays?