Valentines Day is always 7 days after my birthday, meh. I wore black & grey in honor of over-priced roses & sappy romcoms on this day. My theory is that if you can’t tell someone you love them the rest of the year Why do it vday?

Anyway, town was full of black & sprinkled with roses & sad faces as I went in early & I’m kind of dreading tonight when town will be packed.

I went through my resume & it was literally crap, I’m embarrassed I sent it to potential employers. I’ve not looked at it in 2 years! Just sent it out. Embarrassing.

I’m looking forward to this weekend when the Farmers market will be back. The weather is supposed to be crap but what else is new!

When I was in my youth I thought that’d wouldn’t make it to my 21st birthday, the day I turned 21st I felt weird & strange that I hadn’t committed suicide by then. My childhood; what I remember was not fun.

Now, I’m a year away from being 50 & I’m in awe that the planet is not dead yet & that I will make it another year around the sun. It feels surreal that in a few days I’ll be 49. I remember the 1990’s & how far away the 2020 seemed to me.

For my birthday I wanted to celebrate by walking up Fløyen with my friends. I like it because we’re outdoors & we can walk any speed we want. The best is the view from the top. Getting up there isn’t that tough & the reward of carrot cake & coffee is pretty hard to beat.

I’m also halfway through editing my book, something I’m very excited about. I feel that 23 will be a transformative year but a good one.

Stay tuned for updates on my book.