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September 14, 2012
My hair is curled and Im wearing a sexy black dress. Im reading my birthday cards next to the fragrant Stargazer lilies my husband brought home for me. Pink cards with cats; who knew Id like pink at thirty-two. The aroma of my cherry chip cake is in the air. Instead of showering me with sneezes and germs, my kindergarteners showered me with sweets, homemade cards, and surprises. A treat I am not used to. Our traditional trip to Texas de Brazil was especially filling. Despite my body telling me I am getting sick; good day.