I'm tempted to let it sit on the couch with its feet curled up under a blanket, a hot cup of coffee in hand, a block of cherry almond bark Chocolove within reach, and An Affair to Remember spinning in the DVD player. I'm one of those obsessive bloggers, the kind who checks her sitemeter as often as possible throughout the day, the kind who gauges the quality of her writing by the number of readers who regularly stop by. I've become less interested in the overall number of hits and more interested in the number of repeat hits. The return visitors are the ones I long for. When my sitemeter reads forty at the end of the day, and the majority of those hits are webpals who have conversed, I'm happy. Forty may seem low to many of you, but I've only been at this since August. To me, forty is a jackpot. A few days ago, I sat down at my laptop and discovered a number somewhere in the eighties. Eighties! Yippee! Yeeha ! Hoo-rah ! I've been discovered by the webworld , o...

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WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Have a brilliant weekend and make sure the girls remember that today is YOUR day!
Many happy returns.
xox
Have a wonderful day......
And I am four years your senior, young lady.
I don't have a favorite cake, except maybe carrot cake, or maybe white chocolate cheesecake.
HBDTY,
HBDDR,
HBDTY.
If I don't sing all the words I don't need to pay royalties.
Happy Birthday Robyn.
How wonderful to be born on the summer solstice.
No gifts? I can't believe it.
xox
joy xx
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUUU!
Glad you had a nice relaxing day with the family. I'm with Lynn on the gifts though. You need to go do something special for yourself this week for a change. You are always so busy giving to others that maybe you forget to celebrate YOU. I think Dive described you quite nicely. BLESSINGS ROBYN!! :)