Yes, I’m wishing myself a happy birthday today.

It’s no insignificant one either, today I turn 50. The big 5-0.

This photo of The Daughter and me is four years old now.

I’m envious of my daughter who is young, and thin, and about to embark on new experiences as she gets ready for university.
And yet, as a cancer survivor, I’m thankful that I’m still around to appreciate every wrinkle and every extra pound. (Okay, maybe not EVERY one.)

I’m taking the day off of work to have lunch with my besties.

I might take myself for a manicure.
I having dinner at The Keg (my fav!) with The Daughter, The Husband and my mom, and I’m waiting for the release of Jurassic World this weekend.

So happy birthday to me! and if you’re celebrating yours today…or any time this year…have a wonderful year and be thankful for every one!