Pearl turned –gasp– 17 on the 19th. Our birthdays are super close together, so of course we used it as an excuse for a little get-together. Birthdays are a little sad, because I always figured she’d be one to be sound as a dollar forever, but with the lack of work–>muscles she really does “show her age” more than I’d like. She was also feeling pretty punky from her as-yet-unknown abscess, so wasn’t feeling terribly celebratory… but she got a good snack out of it, at least.
Happy birthday girlie– here’s to 17 more!