Ahhh. My birthday month begins. The big count-down to the less-than-big 2-9. The exciting thing about my birthday this year is that it’s not during vacation or on a weekend, so this means attention. The worst thing about being born to two parents who work in public school is that they pretty much had my birth scheduled to the minute, during school vacation and timed so that the end of maternity leave would coincide with the beginning of summer vacation, hence six solid months of rest. In any case, I was born during April vacation and my birthdays have been bitter sweet because I was never the girl to get all the attention during the school day, but my friend who was born three days before me, did. Oh, the jealousy.
So this year, I’m all excited because the day we return from spring vacation is my birthday and it will be the first time in as long as I can remember that I’ve been in school on my birthday. This might seem like a stupid thing for many (if not all) of you, but it brings me cheer. In addition, in between now and then is a big long trip to Salvador and a visit from a really good friend. I think this might be just about the best month of the year, not including the month when I get to go back to the States and stay there for as long as I want. That’ll be good times, too.