I try to post at least a little something every year on my birthday. Since I have been so bad at posting much of anything here this year it felt extra important that I do.

My husband managed to turn the entire weekend into a birthday celebration. He had me open presents while we were online with our gaming group on Saturday. That’s also when they sang to me and made me blow out a candle.

Then when I woke up Sunday and started cleaning and otherwise preparing to watch some football, I kept finding birthday cards he had hidden here and there around the house. He also insisted on getting takeout for dinner.

I took today off from work and slept in a little bit. Among my presents were books that I may spend the afternoon reading.

But the main thing I need to do is post some new words of wisdom since I try to do that every year. This year I give you:

Love isn’t so much something you feel, as it is something you do. But it never hurts to tell those you love that you do love them. Don’t make them infer it.