“So, mom. You are 89 now, right?”

Close. I turned 38 yesterday and had a great day complete with a box full of homemade presents from the kids (my favorite) and a new cookbook (also a favorite). My pal, Heidi, also took Z and I out to coffee, after which we spent the morning chilling at the beach.

The best part of the day? Realizing I was 38. Again. Since I spent all last year thinking I had already turned 38, it’s like I haven’t aged at all. Or that I get a do-over this year. Mr. D wanted to tease me about an early onset of senility, but then he realized he knows where I live.