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Margie’s birthday.

Both of us are snuffly, probably from Kitten being snuffly.

I seem to have the worse of it — I ended up napping from 11 to 4:30 — but, then, that means that Margie gets stuck monitoring Kitten activities, etc.

I did the dishes for her.

Went out to Thai Hiep for dinner. Yummy.

Margie gets to open her gifts now, we’re going to drink some decaf, and then join Kitten in Slumberland.

Happy Birthday, Honey!