i awoke this morning to beams of sunlight dancing through my mom and dad's bedroom window. in that peaceful instant, i deemed that today would be a most glorious day. after a drawn-out stretch, i inched up the bed to my mom's pillow and licked her on the cheek. she slowly opened her eyes in a half awake squint and smiled at me. taking my face in her hands, she planted a kiss on the top of my head and whispered, "happy 8th birthday, asa!"
yes, today, i celebrate my 8th birthday. while it is true that my mom and dad do not know the exact day in which i was born, they do know that i entered this world in october of 2002. my mom decided, therefore, that my birthday would be celebrated every year on october 1st.
like most women, i enjoy an occasion to dress in my finest, and what better occasion than my birthday? i elected to dress in my favorite paisley scarf, and while i may not be completely at ease with the camera, i deemed it appropriate for mom to photograph me.
shortly after our photography session, i partook of my breakfast, which was supplemented with a healthy dollop of yogurt and some sliced carrots for my birthday. then mom informed me that she was going to bake me some of my favorite petits biscuits au fromage, or cheesy biscuits, as one would refer to them in english.
while i waited patiently for my petits biscuits to bake in the oven, i prepared for my hot air balloon excursion to paris with my handsome gentledog, brodie. actually, it was to be a double date as my little brother booker and his sweet lady friend mayzie were attending also.
a few hours later, my mom removed my petits biscuits from the oven, and just as they had finished cooling, i caught a glimpse of brodie's stunning, multi-hued hot air balloon arriving from the west!
mom aided me in quickly packaging the petits biscuits so that i might share them, along with my favorite bottle of beaujolais, with brodie, booker, and mayzie on our balloon trip to paris.
at this precise moment, i am penning my words from the hot air balloon, which is equipped with the most advanced technology. in all honesty, i am quite befuddled that a hot air balloon could even possess wireless internet capabilities, but i digress. we are gently floating over the majestic atlantic ocean, sipping the beaujolais from fine crystal glasses and nibbling on the delicious petits biscuits. the light breeze tickles my furs, and the sunshine illuminates my eyes. paris shall be exquisite at this time of year, non?