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Tuesday, January 25, 2005
The 24th of January
Yesterday everything seemed to go wrong. Ethan colored all over the kitchen floor with an entire tube of my favorite lipstick. The baby was fussy. My husband was grumpy. The cookies that I slaved over did not come out looking like the recipe picture at all. The camera at the DMV was broken so I had to wait while the service guy played around with it. Our waiter at Bennigan's "forgot" about us after we placed our order causing us to miss the movie we had planned to see. It was quite possibly the worst birthday I've ever had...until I got home that night and my son hugged me and said in his little chipmunk voice, "Mommy, E so glad to see you." Those little words transformed my day. That was the best birthday ever.
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