In Queue at the DMV

Went to the DMV to renew my license and have decided after being blinded by the intense white light they call a flash, that there is absolutely no way anyone's picture can come out well. Not only am I sure I blinked, but I'll bet the bank that I'm going to appear completely washed out, like a long lost relative of Casper the Friendly Ghost.

Luckily for me, I don't get proofed all that often so this is something I really shouldn't have to worry about.

Not much else going on ... Work is having a corporate sponsored luncheon tomorrow to reward us all for our stellar October performance in both production and sales. Perhaps however it's all just a clever cover for an "Oh my goodness, you did this all for me?" birthday surprise.

And then again, maybe not.

As I told Linda today, I have a right to be a spoiled brat on my birthday. It's the only holiday I know that's all about me!

Linda is now convinced I'm turning five rather than thirty. She may be right.