Today I am anything but blue. It's my birthday and I've been celebrating all weekend actually, with more to come at lunch (Chinese!) today after church, which is good because I had to use a steak knife to cream-cheese my toast this morning. There are no clean utensils in this house. It's my birthday. I'm off.
Yesterday I actually locked my bedroom door while I knitted and watched movies. I'd guess that no less than every fifteen minutes there was a child twisting that knob or whimpering in the hall because I am so loved, and needed, and I still told them to go see Dad most of the time. Most of the time. Then I went out for sushi with friends.
I woke this morning to find out that Beyonce* had her baby and named her Blue Ivy Carter (or Ivy Blue Carter, still not sure) and I have to say that's pretty swell. Great tastes in names she has. Totally makes me smile real big.