It's my birthday too, yeah

Well, technically by now, _yesterday_ was my birthday. But in any case, I'm another year older.

It was a lowkey day, courtesy of my job which yet again decided to shut the server down early for maintenance so I had to scramble to get my hours in before that happened, spiced up with the fact that the server went down last night so I had part of yesterday's hours to get in as well as today's. Thus, my birthday evening consisted of Chinese delivery brought into me by my husband as I sat in our bedroom most of the evening trying to get my work done (and mostly succeeding, until the server ground to a halt yet again and I gave it up as hopeless).

But I did get to go out to lunch with B and K made me a very nice birthday card with a remarkably recognizable drawing of a pumpkin (her artwork fascinates me sometimes - we've reached the age of representative art, but instead of the typical blobby stick figures, she draws things like dinosaurs, mountains and cats. It's a fascinating window into what goes on in her mind). I have a nice stack of new books to read and have gotten a couple exciting packages in the mail (a big thanks to my brother and the Champaign crowd for the Amazon package - your choices were perfect!). We're also going to New York City tomorrow.

Admittedly, it would be more of a treat if we weren't going to spend most of our time at LaGuardia Airport. My mother has been on a cruise going down the coast from Canada into New England and their final docking is at New York where they'll catch a plane back home. Since she has about 8 hours between docking and her flight leaving and it's only about 100 miles to New York, we're taking the opportunity to go spend a little time with her. My uncle is driving in from Connecticut as well, so it will be nice to see him. Hopefully we'll be able to get out of the airport, since LaGuardia isn't a terribly prepossessing place, but it will be good to see her either way.

And if tomorrow in New York isn't sufficiently festive, I have been promised a cake on Sunday. I may demand cake anyway, because when is it bad to have cake?