This morning I was all set to write a post about how I had a wonderful birthday. About how much I enjoyed breakfast in bed, prepared by my husband,
and presented by Diego, with a smile.
I was going to post about how I spent the day with my boys at the beach…
…and the sky was clear, and blue, and the temperature, a perfect 70 degrees.
And, I was going to write about how I was actually getting started on my bucket list of 50 Before 50 because of the birthday gift Juan gave me, Number 47.
I was going to post about how turning another year older wasn’t so bad, and celebrating my birthday as my own personal New Year was a positive spin on the “age” thing. The post was in my head and I wanted to get it out. I wanted to sit down with my laptop and write about it. But wouldn’t you know it? I came home from a day at the beach and my refrigerator was dead. Everything in the freezer was thawed. We spent the evening dumping food, moving everything that hadn’t spoiled to our back-up garage fridge. I had to help the boys with their homework, and I still needed groceries for the week. No time to write. My post just stayed in my head. I thought I might be able to get out a draft during my lunch hour, but first I had to check my email for responses to the T-Ball team party I was planning.
What? No email from the other T-ball families? But, I did see an email from WordPress. And then another, and another. And this…
My blog had been Freshly Pressed! This post was featured, and I was receiving dozens of comments, and “likes.” What a great belated birthday surprise! Thank you everyone for reading and commenting. Thank you for subscribing. Thank you for, well, “liking” me. I think this is going to be a good year.