So it's 2 weeks to my birthday now. Am rapidly becoming obsessed with the impending birthday action. Yay! Birthday! But I'm kind of bummed because most of the people I love to itty bitty bits live so far away that they won't be able to be here. Which is sad. And I'm gripped by indecision about the potential birthday festivities. I'm thinking I may well stay home with my dog and hide under the bed with my heaps of fabulous prezzies (there will be heaps of prezzies even if I have to buy them myself) and a bottle of wine. Twist off cap of course. And extra long twisty straw. The bottle of wine with the corkscrew sticking out of it is still on top of my fridge. Not for any lack of trying on my part. Sadly. :-)
Happy Birthday to ME, Happy Birthday to ME, Happy Birthday to MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-EEEEE. Happy Birthday to ME!
I'm sorry. I just can't help it. I love birthdays.
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