I had one of those sad broken-umbrella-in-the-rain-dropping-letters-in-the-mud-not-enough-cash-on-me-to-pay-for-our-dry-cleaning-dragging-three-heavy-bags-of-groceries-home-from-Whole-Foods-with-überpain-in-my-knuckles kind of afternoons when I went out to run errands. And yet I still stopped to pet and coo over the sweetest chocolate Lab tied up outside Blockbuster.

Some days, it's just the tiniest thing that makes you feel invincible.

But not so invincible that you can get birthday cards mailed out to arrive on time. I wish big, big, big birthday joy for my big Sissy (today) and Aunt Pat and Taipei Jim (tomorrow).