This is just a small thing that I noticed earlier that I really wanted to remember, so I'm posting it here. On my birthday (eeek! I'm 18 now!) a very close guy friend of mine gave me roses. They went through some hell, but managed to make it to my house. They were kinda tenuously holding on to life when I got them into a vase, but once they had their water they start to bloom really nicely. The other day I was sitting and sewing and I could smell the roses. For some reason it was really uplifting, doing something I love and then being reminded of a wonderful event just a few days ago.

I had a pretty good birthday, and I truly loved spending it with the people that I love. It was a fun day over all. I'd go into it, but there's not much I really want to relay.

 Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may
become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a
crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars in
the universe.
    -- Philippians 2:14-15