I had big plans this weekend: finish my Christmas decor, attend church to enjoy some advent and share some coffee with my readers today, while enjoying my birthday.
If we were having coffee (or tea) today, I would sit in another room so as not to give you my germs from the head cold that has found me despite my best efforts to avoid it.
I did manage to finish my Christmas decorations, mainly putting up my small artificial tree, which I have not done since 2011. How do I know, you ask, as we sip my coffee blend of chocolate-cinnamon Colombian roast? My hubby wrote detailed instructions on the info sheet that came with the tree and dated it. When I hauled out the huge bag of tree parts, which have to be assembled, the instructions were there for the small tree. These instructions include color-coded branches. Sigh. This particular tree can be 8 feet tall. I put up the 4-foot version this year.
I do love decorating for Christmas, even though we do not get too many visitors for the holidays. With our families primarily living in San Diego, we choose to spend Christmas there. When hubby moved his household items in a few years ago to my small house, there was barely room to put up even a small Christmas tree. This year, I just wanted to have a tree. Here is a close-up of my blue-themed tree.
As I am sitting here enjoying coffee with my hubby and your virtual selves, he is reading out loud from an internet source that the practice of placing candles on birthday cake originated in 18th-century Germany.
Did I mention today is my birthday? I can probably count on four hands how many times I have been sick on my birthday, especially in my younger adult years. I guess the cold is here to remind me of those younger years, not that I can’t remember all by myself and without a stuffy nose. At least at my age (over the first hill toward 60), my head colds aren’t too severe.
When I opened up Google chrome this morning, this is what I saw:
How does Google know it’s my birthday? How does Google know that when I typed in that question, it got to here: “How does google know it’s…” and populated “my birthday”?
Internet privacy? bahahahahaha! If you blog and share anything, Google knows you! There, I said it. Plus I have been thoroughly enjoying the Happy Birthday posts and virtual cards and stickers from my Facebook friends and family.
I set my alarm last night just before I downed my extra-large Nyquil dose, hoping I could drag myself out of bed to get ready for church this morning. Nope. Didn’t happen. Second advent Sunday I have missed this year.
Even still, I hope the advent season is finding you well, happy and healthy. If you found me on Facebook and wished my happy birthday already, thank you and bless you!
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