Since this weekend is my birthday, and since this birthday is a considerably grown-up birthday as far as twenty-something birthdays go, I have been carefully considering what to do. It's even more important to give this some serious thought, since it's a weekend birthday, and weekend birthdays are nothing to sneeze at; they come around, what, every six years, maybe, if you figure out the leap years? I'll be over thirty the next time I have a weekend birthday, for goodness sake.
So, I'm thinking of grown-up weekend birthday things to do that aren't too grown-up, like visiting a museum, dressing up in a sassy skirt and going for a bike ride, having cake and playing Scrabble. Of course, if we throw the plan out the window and just do whatever we fancy at the moment, that'll be okay. And if the thunder and lightning rolls through like everyone keeps saying they will, even better. We'll put on our party hats, pretend we're watching birthday fireworks.
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