Young and exciting
November 7, 2003I must be getting old.
When asked what I want for my birthday, I keep saying, “Nothing.”
“Are you sure?” they ask.
“Yeah,” I say, without even thinking.
Young Christine would have jumped at the chance to make a long and detailed list of everything her pretty, little, selfish heart desires, but now I keep thinking about the people who are asking the question in the first place and how times are tough right now for everyone and that I’d rather they save the money or spend it on something for themselves. Once, I even answered, “Why don’t you write me a nice letter,” which is a totally grandma thing to say.
So when I finally decide, “Okay, maybe I would like a little something,” all I can come up with is Boggle, a subscription to Real Simple magazine and cookbooks.
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I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
