Well after talking about it for the last couple days and deciding first that I probably shouldn’t have to work on my birthday and then, after conceding to work, that I shouldn’t have to get up early on my birthday, Randy woke me up a 7 AM to help him make a shed for the horse, Ruby to have her baby in. Which mostly meant standing around to hand him things occasionally.

Horse Shelter

But then I got off at noon to have lunch with Dad, Joy, Sarah and my Grand-pa who is 91. That was pretty great, made some cash and got a nice book, Sharp Teeth, an epic free verse poem about werewolves.

We managed to have a pretty good, though awkward time at dinner, (awkward cuz the other kid who was helping build the shed hung out). Here’s hoping tomorrow will be a better day, my first of my 25th year.