Thursday, April 22, 2010

My Hair is Weird and My Birthday is Way-Cool

In honor of being 40 years and 1 day old, I examined my gray hair. There's only one place where I can examine my gray hair: the restroom at work. So I didn't spend a lot of time on it there, as you can imagine, but pulled out one of those little suckers that looked gray and took it back to my desk.

It's not gray. It's the fucking lighting. So bite me, 40.

This is the cake that my mommy bakes for me every year. I hope my mommy keeps doing it for at least another ten years.

I almost died from excitement when I found out somebody else paid for me to drive a race car. Yessss! Best gift from my husband EVER (other than the ring, of course)!!!

Like I said, bite me, 40!

1 comment:

  1. Shut up! about the gray hair. TOO FUNNY :)

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