Saying and thinking "I'm 36 years old" feels very strange. It sound so old, yet I do not feel old at all. But apparently, I am...36 years OLD.
Ay mi madre, how quickly the last 10 years have gone.
Whatever though... I'm still fly. No wrinkles. No gray hairs. No worries.
Lion worked hard to make the day special for me. I woke up to balloons and streamers and virgin mimosas. And afterwards I spent the day relaxing in quiet while Lion held down everything. I ignored all calls and tried to pretty myself up (no easy feat with this big ol' belly and patchy skin).
Then he made dinner and a vegan strawberry shortcake for me from scratch.
I frikkin love him.
Happy Birthday to me!
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