and I feel happy and grateful for so many reasons.
Happy to be sitting in my apartment, listening to old Mariah Carey and drinking Naked Red Machine;
Grateful to have health insurance, a job, and a roof over my head;
Happy to have wonderful friends who listen and care, make me laugh, and drink coffee (and tequila!) with me;
Grateful to have family to celebrate with this weekend, and a wonderful father who still makes me Funfetti birthday cakes;
Happy to be old enough to realize that I control my own happiness;
Grateful that I had a strong, beautiful mother who taught me the power of forgiveness and faith, feminism, and to never apologize for being who I am, but to also admit when I'm wrong;
and happy that tonight, I will be wearing my new hot pink lipstick, a purple skirt, and drinking a margarita!
Now if only I can get my hair to look like this tonight, it will be a successful birthday. Fuck yeah, Mariah! She won't be a prisoner of your love.