Who you calling cougar?

Today is my birthday. Thirty five years young...or old. This is what I woke up to from Dani:

Happy birthday ya ole cougar. 

Wow, ya sure know how to make a girl feel special. Luvs ya too. But if I didn't get that, it wouldn't be Dani.

Normally we celebrate birthdays with a few others - sometimes just the girls; other times we include the boys.  Aaron asks if I want to go for dinner. It doesn't feel right this year. It doesn't feel like a time to "celebrate." 

So it's a quiet evening. And I'm OK with that.