Maintained a low profile on the 5th and 6th. When my boss asked what I was doing on the weekend I said, "Not much. Seeing some family and friends". And yet, because of modern technology (calendar pop ups), the powers that be were alerted. And put pink balloons in my office. And bought cake and emailed and skyped and (blessedly) told me that I looked 27. And offered to hoist me on their shoulders and carry me around the office (I secretly wanted to say yes).
It was nice, all that excitement. Being made to feel special is enjoyable.
So is cake.
Friday, December 7, 2007
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