49 days to go

49. It's a perfect square. It also means that there are only 7 weeks until my birthday. Did you pick out a present yet?

Just kidding. I have little interest in presents anymore. I'm tired of gifts. Just throw money.

Again, kidding.

I'm having a weird day, preceded by a fun night. I like my friends. They keep me happy. My cat, on the other hand, is being a little intrusive. Seems she can't leave me alone this morning. More food should do the trick.

It's a beautiful day here. I can't wait to get outside and have some fun. Too bad I have to do laundry today, amongst other round-the-house things. Such is life.

In two weeks I'll be in Fenway Park watching the Red Sox play the Yankees.