Ou est la plume de ma tante

I am a very bad aunt. I did not forget my nephew's birthday, no. I thought about him all day. I can't believe it's already a year since he was born. But I didn't call him or send him a card. Now, he's only a year old, so he probably didn't mind. One day, I will tell him that his first birthday happened to fall during a very challenging period in Auntie's life. Auntie's new favourite word is "challenge". It covers a multitude of sins.

However. My own birthday is tomorrow, so I have granted myself a long weekend.

No work. No studying. Just playing.