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Birthdays runs and money

Another year has rolled round for me. I'm now officially much closer to the next decade than I was two years ago. Much. So much so that the decade is peeking its little nose around a corner in the future, occasionally taunting me and making tick tocking noises.

This year's celebration was sedate, as the bday itself fell on Easter. There was family time, and there was time later in the day for a nice run. And there was a most amazing dinner that night orchestrated and prepared and presented by Hubby, who outdid himself. Again. Crab legs. Crispy sourdough bread. Steamed artichokes. Silverado Chardonnay. Old fashioned chocolate cake.

Yum.

And, as I'm wont to do, I took a day for myself. To contemplate my life, my blessings. And to shop a little. For new running shoes. Which I found, and tested out. And they're awesome. Also for a pair of Keen sandals, which I've been wanting for....ever, but hadn't wanted to pony up for til now. They're sagey green, super cute, and I'm pretty sure I could climb a wall in them if I wanted to. But I probably won't because I'm not thrilled with heights.


It's safe to say this was a shoe-y birthday. Runners. Casual sandals.

It was a good day. And for that I'm thankful.

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