I had a pretty good Independence Day. I went to Michele and Belinda’s house for a picnic. We actually ate indoors due to the bad weather. However, Michele and Amy took turns braving the elements to grill the food outdoors. I did my part by holding the oversized umbrella over them to keep them from getting too wet.

I even got another ego boost, though it wasn’t intentional. As I was getting ready to leave around 6pm (I was tired for some reason) I mentioned in passing that I was enjoying the fact that I’ve recently discovered there were a couple of people who thought I was in my twenties. Amy turned around with a shocked look on her face and said, “You mean you’re not?” I laughed and pointed out to her that I just turned 33 last month. She couldn’t believe it. Needless to say, I thanked her and had a huge smile on my face the rest of the day.

This Saturday, Michele and I are headed for a birthday party for one of the members of the Western New York Paranormal Society. Apparently, they enjoyed our company so much at their Christmas party that they decided to join us again. Dwayne even mentioned in the email to Michele that he loved my blog entry about the Christmas party. (I had to go back and read what I wrote.)

I’m also debating on whether I’m going to ImageOut’s Beach Party Tea Dance on Sunday. It sounds like it could be fun. But I’m finding myself wondering if it’s something I’ll enjoy going to alone. And yet, I keep telling myself I have to put myself in places to meet people and make friends, right? We’ll see.