jaysaint Getting it all down on paper…

In just one hour I will be 35. But Damon and I have been pretending today is my birthday. I’m not even sure how it got started, but it seemed like a good idea. I think it had to do with us already being downtown for work, so handily proximal to the place he proposed taking me for dinner.

But the universe got on board and here are some of the nice things that happened to me today:
— I got 2 dozen baby roses of orange, pink and yellow from Damon.
— I got an insane and beautiful flower arrangement from Dad. I don’t know anything about flowers, so have no idea what any of them are. But they’re neat.
— I met a fantastic candidate for one of my open staff positions and she’s already told me straight up she’s dying for the job.
— Our marketing deparment gave me free tickets to a new Broadway show (Well) for next week.
— I found a quarter and two pennies.
— I got a pass to that new Denzel Washington/Jodie Foster movie
— Damon took me to Zen Palate for dinner. It was delicious and we tried fake ham that tastes (as best as I can recall) EXACTLY like ham ham.
— Oh, and the beauty editor swung by my office to say that she couldn’t do a spa trip and wondered if I might go in her place. So yours truly will be spending five days in the Berkshires at the Canyon Ranch getting spa treatments, taking private yoga and pilates lessons, going to cooking classes and generally being pampered and humored at every turn. And the punch line is that the PR person is acting like I’m doing THEM a favor. I talked to him briefly to confirm today and he said he’d call me Monday to arrange my travel in the way that best suits me.

I freely admit that I have no idea how I feel ass backward into magazine life, and that I keep thinking someone will say, “What’s she doing here?! Send her to the salt mines!” But I’m going to enjoy it for as long as it lasts.