… if you tell your husband NOT to get you anything for your birthday and he doesn’t, you cannot be mad at him. Just sayin’. Although he did pick out three very cute b’day cards from the pets and him.
Wine and yoga? There will be no mixing of the two. I’m sure you can guess what won, right? We had a cool wine tasting thingy at work (after hours, thankyouverymuch) and I learned how to swirl it, sniff it and snarf it. Well, that last part didn’t need to be taught (heh). Yummy wines, though.
Coaching call with Rixie last night – she is after me to put out on my other site (Into the Mystic) a link offering my psychic readings for people. I think I will do that. My friend from the Woo-Woo Chicks group (Lori – the very clairvoyant one) and I are going to start doing readings together for people in the near future. Since she can see (but can’t hear (yet)) and I can hear (but can’t see (yet)), we think it would be cool to combine our skills and see what comes of it. I shall report back and let you know if we make spectacular fools of ourselves, mmkay?
Anyway, it was a nice low-key birthday celebration and people at work think I’m fun! YEY for me! In my own little dorky corner of the world, I rule (or something). But I’m still lacking in the present area and no one got me the “Crazy Cat Lady” figurine. Come on y’all. I had to play the sympathy card, too. Don’t make me bring out the big guns on the pity-o-meter. (Not sure what they are but DON’T MAKE ME GO THERE!)