As June lurks on the horizon, I am faced with the task of adding another candle to my already flaming birthday cake. I’ve been anticipating the day when Hubby will ask, “So, what do you want for your birthday?” Every year he asks this question, and every year the same response plays out in my mind: My youth, one more baby, a convertible, a successful writing career, all my girlfriends wearing feather boas and tiaras while drinking watermelon martinis, Jason Taylor in a Speedo, and did I mention my youth?
So, what will be my real answer this year? Diamond earrings? A tummy tuck? A hot new pair of stilletos?
Actually, this year I will ask for silence. Yes, it seems like a boring request, but for me, silence is a virtue. I want to spend one evening in a hotel room, completely alone with my books, my journal, my computer, and fluffy, over sized flannel PJ’s. Oh, did I mention a lifetime supply of Rollo’s, Nerds (any flavor), and Sour Patch Watermelons? Yes, I will need these for my day of silence. I wouldn’t be offended if the refrigerator was stocked with Crantasia and Sprite either. I can’t forget my 80’s CD collection!
Really, I’m asking for Heaven on Earth! Ooh baby do you know what that’s worth… 
