Tomorrow (as in Wednesday in case you didn't check this the minute I posted this) is my birthday. No, I'm not excited. And I'm not acting my age. I'll be 39, again. I really don't feel like I'm that old. Some people buy convertibles, some people get new boy/girlfriends half their age, and some people completely ignore their age. I've been buying Glitter Eyeliner. I have more glitter in my possession now than I ever have in my whole life put together. I think that, right there, means I should be turning 19 again, not 39. In the meantime, I haven't deicded on whether I'll be making Chocolate cupcakes or Chocolate cake. They are both to die for. Hope you're having a less eventful day than me!