Happy Birthday to me! January 8th, 2009 has come and gone and I am now 28 years older and one day...I celebrated my birthday with sleeping in and then a bath. I soaked and gave myself a mask, shaved my legs and conditioned my hair for extra long. I got out, got dressed and cleaned the house for mom and dad and then mom came home and we started making Pumpkin Chili for my dinner party. It was a wonderful night with wine and gifts and chocolate cake and chocolate ice cream. In that moment at the table I was surrounded by friends and family full of joy and of love and no expectations. It was not until a skype chat from China came in that expectations began to arise. It is in this manner that I will finish this little letter to all reading. I have very high expectations for myself and for those around me. I expect to be treated with the utmost respect and to be loved and be a loving friend to those I know. But when expectations get too high, it makes the fun run away into the night. I do not know how to deal with my expectations, where to put them or how high to let them get. All I know is that a joyous day with family and friends was almost destroyed by expectations laid upon a skype chat. All in all, my day was wonderful and I was able to go to bed a year older, a year wiser, and so glad to put 27 in the toilet and flush!