Most people take a day off for their birthday, but I was on a week vacation for mine.
It was supposed to be a week of relaxation and it kinda more or less was.
Monday: Cinema by to see some crap movie "Hills have Eyes"
Tuesday: Had a paraffin pedicure at Institute de Beaute and did my nails. (First time for me and the paraffin wax).
Wednesday (My budup day): Went in town with my baby niece Zaria and her mom, then did my first ever bikini wax at...you guessed it...Institute de Beaute. Wednesday evening...some much needed sleep...I was dog tired.
Thursday (Holiday): Slept until about 9am. Read the end of my Patterson "Honeymoon"...started my Dickey (can't remember the name now)...slept...woke up...read...went to my birthday dinner...came home...finished my Dickey and then...yep...slept.
Friday (today): Went in town and limed with my foamie, went to "The Faulls"...came home.
It was a blessed birthday week indeed.