Last night I dreamt about being invited to a party, perhaps a birthday party. At the appointed time I walked by the party place and, looking in the window, saw everyone inside getting ready to celebrate. Instead of going in though, I kept meeting other people outside and being drawn helplessly into their conversations. Try as I might, I couldn't get free to attend the birthday party going on inside.
I'm not much for analyzing dreams but surely this had something to do with April being the month of family birthdays - Ruthi today, Billy and Marcia on Sunday, and Grandpa H. on the 19th. Happy birthday to each of you, and not just in my dreams.