I was born thirty-two years ago today. Funny, it only seems like I was eighteen yesterday.

The amazing thing is, I don’t feel any different.

It’s been a good day though. I got some nice pressies from my family and friends.

You know what touched me most though? The birthday cards from friends I haven’t spoken to in a while. I love that they remember my birthday, even when we don’t keep in touch like we should. Like we used to.

TTG and I aren’t doing anything till the weekend. We decided to go to a theme park next weekend, that should be fun.

This weekend, I’m going to Old Trafford to watch my fave football team. Does life get any better than that? *Happy sigh*