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Originally uploaded by kristalynn.

today is my birthday. i'm officially at an age where i should be worrying about lying about it. this is a "milestone", a "benchmark", if you will. to be honest, it was a whole lot easier than the last birthday - where i think i just started fretting about this one.

i was woken up by my cat sleeping right on my chest. as the name of this blog implies, she's portly. so when she does this, i can't breathe. i rolled over, she toppled, and we fell back asleep. it was divine.

when i finally got out of bed, there were already two renditions of "happy birthday" on my voice mail.

someone bought me a coffee at my coffeeshop and vito and vinnie sang yet one more version of "happy birthday".

my two boyfriends jon stewart sent me beautiful flowers (you know who yous are) and i got the long distance calls from everyone i love. i also reconnected with my old best friend from years ago. i don’t think we’ve spoken for 5 or 6 years…

i'm learning to let go of the expectations. and as i do this, i realize that getting older is not so bad. the unimportant, the uninteresting, and the unimpressive are weeding themselves out. my sights are narrowing and i'm realizing what is of value.

or perhaps i’m just high…