Beat.

It's my birthday, and I'm definitely feeling like this.

Dead beat.

Still sick. I don't feel too bad except for a cough that keeps me up half the night.

Family birthday get together yesterday. Yummy grilled food, lot of time outside, ice cream cake…and presents!

Family house guests overnight. A full house. Made even fuller by a very rambunctious three year old…and a puppy. Together. Yikes.

Museum trip and a nice birthday day capped with storms both in the morning and night.

Tomorrow I try to convince Mike to take it easy before his crazy week at work. And enjoy a day of freedom before it's back to the grindstone.

I hope to sleep in past eight. With no little nephew popping in to say "good morning, it's time to get up, aunt sarah" I should be able to.