Today is Matthew's birthday (happy birthday, Matthew), and I've been cooking and baking all morning. Although I imagine he wouldn't have minded cooking his own birthday dinner (and actually he will be in charge of the grill).
I have been running like crazy as usual...at least the usual that's been the last month, and will be the next month as well. I was in Toledo for the weekend (or at least the part where we weren't driving there and back, which was almost as long). I had a lovely time at Melissa's shower. I marveled at how much "stuff" they got. But they do seem to be very happy and ready for marriage, I guess. Its hard to watch all our "babies" grow up, especially since it makes me think about growing older too. I guess I'm in kind of a melancholy mood lately anyway. I did at least manage to stop crying, since that was all I could do for a few days last week. Don't really know what's up with that. And I'm afraid to think about it because the tears are still way to close to the surface. Maybe I'm making up for the years when I couldn't cry about anything.
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