My mom is usually the first person to call me on my birthday, but this year, it was my daughter who called at a little after midnight. She was up celebrating the last day of classes for freshman year. This is the first year since she was born that I have not woken up in the same house as her on my birthday. But she was still the first to wish me a happy day.
The fact that I am wearing lipstick in this photo is a sure sign that I am feeling my age. I saw a photo of myself the other day and my lips were so pale, almost the same color as the rest of my face, and I thought, You could use a punch of color, yo. My mother, the elegant lady, would approve.