I managed to reach my 51st birthday in this bizarre year of 2020 and to celebrate it the way I wanted to.
Staying home for my birthday was not that big a challenge. I’ll save the nutty stuff for my bucket list, when this COVID pestilence is over for real. This year, I just wanted to be safe, comfortable, and in a loving environment. I also did not want to spend any time whatsoever wearing a mask.
I spent hours practicing my makeup skills. I’m already licensed, but better late than never. I still think I look like a drag queen, but maybe I just have that kind of face. I’m still gorgeous, though.
Jenise cooked dinner and attempted her first mirror glaze cake, at my request. It was sinfully rich, but I could only handle one slice. That alone proves that I’m not the iron-bellied youngster that I used to be. I’ll have to pace myself for the leftovers.
I’m going to go play with my gifts, now.
happy birthday Ms. Chantal! may this year be all that you want it to be, and more.
Thank you! Believe me, I need to hear that!