The Little Things
Hey! Today’s my birthday, peeps! 39. THIRTY NINE.
Sunday night, the Pacific Edge Hotel in Laguna treated us to a night’s stay and the use of one of their private beach bungalows on Monday. We told Wito that we were playing hooky for the day, which of course, he told his teacher upon returning, even though I BEGGED HIM NOT TO 5,000 TIMES. Gah, the kid can not keep a secret.
It was a good, good day, and quite a great start to our anniversary/birthday week, I must say. That totally rhymed.
Even though I’m beyond thrilled to say goodbye to 38, I am still grateful for my experiences over the last year, good or not-so-good. But I’m really happy that the last few days of 38 were all about this.
This little quote that hung on the bungalow’s wall was quite fitting, methinks.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to buy myself a birthday dress.