Well a Day to write something about, I suppose.

Well, this is the last year for me to be considered in mid-life. Turning 59 today is really just another day, though it was made especially special by getting a birthday card from DeAnne and family, and on time no less. Way to go DeAnne.

I don't expect anything earth shattering to happen today. We are still deeply under gray and wet skies, and the only really good thing to do is read, which I have been doing with some vigor. I am working on the Iris Johansen series. I have finished her Eve Duncan novels except her newest, which is still to come. So, I have started on the other novels that our library has. She is a good read unless you get turned off by overly sexually charged women. Her leads are all women who are strong mentally, intellectually, hyper sexual, and vulnerable. I suppose the latter allows for the male support to come through.

I usally do house cleaning on Saturdays, but I may put it off. Yuk. Well off to read.