I.LOVE.MY.BIRTHDAY.
Period.Exclamation Point!
Sure birthdays make you older, and that can kind of suck. But it's a day, a day all about ME, and believe me I let everyone know it, and you should too!
Today there is food. Lots and lots of food. This seems to be becoming a theme on my blog. Is it wrong that on more occasion people say "For as much as you eat, you should weigh 900 lbs." Which I guess is true, maybe. I don't think I eat all that much. I'm just constantly doing it. Eating that is. I'm a grazer and proud of it. I will eat all day...in little increments. Metabolism-wise it's the best way to do it. That's why I like festivals so much. Typically the portions you get are smaller...so by the time you walk to the next booth that interests you, you've already started metabolizing what you've already eaten. It's BRILLIANT. And we all know how I love my food from a booth. The International BBQ Fest is coming before we know it kids...I love Owensboro! Burgoo, Fried Green Tomatoes, grills so big they use MOPS to slap on the BBQ sauce. It's like art. Seriously.
Good food makes me happy...and it's my birthday...so happy I shall be.
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Happy Birthday, Rebecca. On behalf of my office I want to apologize for your b-day card being late. However, it was not trapped on my desk this time. I think it was Don Johnson....
Later
That's just because Don was having trouble trying to decide what wonderful note he was going to write in it.
My mother-in-law didn't get my card in the mail on time either, I can hardly be mad at you guys. ;)
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