Some people begin to shun their birthdays as the years pass, but I'm the opposite. I've convinced myself, and sometimes my husband, I deserve a full birthday month. I'll find a bouquet on my bedroom dresser one day; I'll get a free pass on washing dirty dishes another.
Today we doubly celebrated: a Centerstage play of one of my favorite novels and front porch banana splits. Nothing like contemplating redemption while nibbling my way through a bed of fresh banana slices covered with scoops of peach and cherry vanilla ice creams topped with chopped walnuts.
How do you commemorate your birthday?