It’s my birthday this week. Tomorrow in fact.
Samantha is planning something, and I’m not sure what it is.
It could be a trip to another town to stay in a hotel and go shopping or something, possibly leaving the little cutie behind for the first time ever.
It could be a barbecue and some magic cards and some friends.
Whichever extreme it is, I’m ok with it. I’m actually excited and I’m not usually excited before my birthdays. I’ll be 28 this one, and I have a cute little girl by adoption, a child in the making process, and a beautiful woman whom I love to spend my time with.
I have a job I’m happy with, a truck I love, and we have our own home to do renovations on.
This has been a good year.
…and the birthday surprise might include a jacuzzi tub. ’nuff said.