It is my birthday.

I’m grumbly and want to tell you this:

1)My neck is in a brace because I tore through a muscle. Andjoli only wants to be held- she senses my discomfort and reads it as rejection.

2)the turkey did not defrost in time. and I couldn’t lift it anyway. the muscles in my neck spasm.

3)Andy would not nap. she pounded her head into me, weeping. it took three hours to get her down.

I should tell you this:
1) B hand made my gifts

2) Becky made cheese cake. The cheesecake she makes once a year- for my birthday and for no one else.

3) My poetry was accepted at Boston Literary Magazine for the summer issue.