Nobody sang to me at church this morning which was nice (I blush easily) but people did wish me a “Happy Birthday”. Jon came home about 45 minutes ago from playing with the Boy Scouts this weekend and now he’s chilling on the bed with Racky (his evil, belligerent, holey, sardonic stuffed raccoon). I can finally open the sewing machine that Mom got me and hopefully I’ll be able to go down to the quilting store and get some squares so I can practice on something. Thankfully, there’s a video that goes with the machine so I can learn to use it properly.

This afternoon, I’ll probably go work on papers after a nap and tonight, we’re going to the Monk for dinner. (It’s the pricey pub across the street.) We’ve got food in the apartment but we really don’t dress up and go out all that often. I’ll also probably bake some muffins so that I have food for this week and also some chicken so that I have lunch for the next few days. I’ve learned that it’s easier to just cook food ahead of time and refrigerate it.