My bday wasn’t bad. I believe I’ve certainly had worse. Everyone was sick…even me a little. I slept with Daddy a lot today hoping to get to feeling better. He’s on a deadline that’s due in a couple of hours. I told Tat to say home because it was going to snow heavily (which it didn’t) and she wasn’t feeling up to par either. We’ll be seeing her soon anyway so I’m ok with it. 
Daddy called her on the phone and they all sang happy bday to me.
I got some money, a new deck of tarot cards (Tartot Art Nouveau), matching yoga pants and hooded top, Linkin Park Unathorized Bio book, make up bag and a few more things I didn’t get to pick up today. Mal drove with me to the mailbox but they forgot to leave me a key to get my stuff. I have to head up there tomorrow hopefully and pay them and pick up the boxes. There must have been 8 pickup tags for boxes so I’m excited to see what all came. Some of it is for Tat so I’ll grab her’s too.
I still have some stuff to pick up for Xmas. I know…it’s getting closer and I don’t have much time but I know exactly what things they are so it’s all good.