Against My Will
is what it is.

It is good that things aren’t left up to me. If they were, well, I wouldn’t have let this

buster get one year older.

Alas, he is.
Fourteen sounds really, really old, too. It sounds old even before I think about how old it makes me feel.

There’s a cake to be baked and a day to be celebrated so I had better scoot.

Happy Monday, y’all!