Turning 25...

I don't know, I feel ambivalent. Or indifferent. Yeah, that is the better word choice, indifferent. I usually am excited about my birthdays, but this year, I don't know...I just don't. And it is not because I am getting older. I don't mind that, it will happen whether I want it to or not. I think it might be that birthdays are losing that special feeling to me. I don't know why. Maybe they will pick back up on the big ones, like 30, 40, 50, etc...

So, from Chris I asked for a night of suprises and he has done a very good job about keeping tonight's events a secret, despite all my efforts (although I did not give it my best efforts because I do want surprises after all). But before today's celebrations can begin, I have an interview I have to survive through today. I am interviewing for a lead cashier position and although I am qualified and feel good about it, I still hate interviews. Egads. Around 1030 this morning, please send me a small prayer or good thoughts, I will definitely appreciate it.

Well, I am at Ann's house and there is a small kitty trying best to fight my fingers while they type.

Potter!

Michelle