Today is such a nice day. I even walked home from the medical lab. I cut through the park to get to my street. It was a little different seeing the park during the day with all the kids running around and people walking their dogs. The only other time I've been to the park was at night with my friend and his dog.

I was talking to the Boy and he was telling me about when he's going on vacation. The first thing out of my mouth was your not going to be here for my birthday. I've felt bad since. I can see how I was being selfish. I'm not even sure if I told him I hope he has fun. I want him to have fun, relax, and do all the tourist things. I've just always looked forward to us doing something for my birthday. I always have a great time and he doesn't get mad when I act like a big kid for the whole day. I just want the "tradition" to continue.

KB has got me thinking about going to the beach. I'm all for going. It was a lot of fun they last time I went with her. I don't go in the water but as long as I have some shade, food and a cold drink I'm good.

I don't know what I'm doing for the summer, but I would like to go camping. I see now why so many go.