I finished the embroidery on another towel. I probably have dessert on my mind.
Tomorrow will be what I thought was my sixty seventh birthday until I was gently reminded that I will be sixty eight.
Family is coming together for a meal followed by my favorite lemon blueberry scones. I will wake up early tomorrow to bake them fresh.
I can't believe I have been a year off all year.
Oh well.
It's just a number.