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i don't have any deep thoughts about my birthday. it's my 46th, so i'm getting pretty good at them by now. what's funny is that when you reach these middle years, you lose track of your own age. i've thought for months that i was already 46 and when husband's eldest daughter recently pointed out to me that i was turning 46, i realized that she was right. i guess it won't be much of a shock since i already thought i was there for pretty much the whole past year.

i'm celebrating with a little trip to copenhagen. lunch with a good friend (who i'm making come along for the ride), a bit of poking around in art supply shops, a visit to my favorite tea shop and undoubtedly a little workout for my camera. at 46, that sounds like the perfect birthday.

happy weekend, one and all.