The countdown to the big 4-OH is on. I have five days left.
Oh, man. I seriously sound like a loon, don't I? Kind of like, I HAVE FIVE DAYS LEFT! AAAHHH!!! RUN FOR THE HILLS!
Like something really bad is going to happen to me on July 29Th, besides the fact that on that day, I will consume birthday cake for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Anywho, today's birthday gift from my friend Lou's Birthday Basket of Horror was this:
It's a picture of the hubby, rolling his eyes as he devours MY FAVORITE cannolis. I actually took this picture awhile back and emailed it to Lou to make him jealous of the fact that we were eating at his favorite cafe. Months later, that evil bugger had the picture framed and gifted it to me this morning with a note saying:
A picture for your desk...and a constant reminder that Paul can eat anything he wants AND NOT GAIN WEIGHT!!!!
I seriously need to make new friends (and weed out the rat bastards).
Do I have any takers?