Happy B-Day Busynessgirl!
Last night Joel (and Sally) threw me a birthday party for my 34th birthday. Sally tried to hijack my cake by reversing the numbers to make me 43 years old – I am notorious for being dyslexic with numbers. Ironically, I could have believed the 43 on the cake – so much has happened in the last year that it really does feel like it’s been 11 years instead of just one.
It’s really kind of a dual birthday. This blog was born on June 26 and I was born on June 20. It was a good present, because I’m always wanting to have a party at the house and Joel is rarely in the mood to accomodate my desire to be social.
The only problem we have now is a lot of leftover cake … anyone want a piece?
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