When I woke up Saturday on my birthday I was not as excited about it as I should've been. I kept thinking BIRTH-day, as in birth, as in I was birthed on that day, as in I'll have to give birth, as in SCARY!!! I totally never thought about my birthday like that before. Before it was breakfast in bed, and lunch with girlfriends, and decorations done by my sisters, and dinner and presents. Some slightly bad associations this year, but that's because my brain is super overactive and imaginative--oh weird brain! Bad brain, BAD!