My birthday was last week, and since I have decided that after forty, the best hope for a good birthday is “don’t do anything that sucks” (advice from my daughter, and very good advice, too—I’m passing it along to you, and you don’t have to wait until you’re forty, either) I decided to spend the day watching Ramona and Beezus and crocheting a fancy edging onto these thrifted pillowcases. I love that movie. Result? Best birthday ever. See? It works! Try it.
Of course I had to run myself into the ground the day before, getting through all the day to day stuff that kind of sucks a little bit, so I wouldn’t have to do it on my Big Day. Well worth it, I think.