Gosh, it’s really not a big deal. It feels like any other day, nothing too special.

I don’t remember when I stopped celebrating my birthday. Sometimes I forget it’s even my birthday until people start sending greetings. I’m always grateful for those who remember.

I spent my birthday this year in the hospital because my husband was admitted for internal bleeding. We spent the day talking about our cats, life, and his health. And I thanked him for the gifts he gave me. He usually doesn’t give birthday gifts since he surprises me with things throughout the year, mostly “just because” gifts.

I’m a fan of a few Charles and Keith pieces, so I was really happy when he got me another purse. And I love Skullpanda. I want to collect them, but I only buy one for special occasions. I bought the L’impressionnisme Series blind box earlier this year and got Dew when I reached a health goal. It was my reward. So I was really surprised when he got me the Skullpanda You Found Me box and I pulled Cerberus. She’s so cute and now I want more.

On another note, let me introduce my cats. Cupcake, Tofu, and Mochi.

And surprisingly, the weather was nice. Alexa said it would rain, but she was wrong.