happy birthday you old b*tch!

As of 36 mins ago, I've turned 28.  Although not officially I was born around 6:30am...hmm, British time...which I guess technically, makes it official in an hour's time.
Well at least I can do math.

I had my 1st celebratory birthday song at midnight over a shared grill cheese sandwich with Jen. 

I saw Julie & Julia last night in bed and have become obsessed with the idea of French cooking.  Cooking with butter.  Viv, I see the light!  For my birthday, Ed promised me a meal cooked by him!  hurray.
You can't understand how excited I am.  In the 2 years we've been together, he has never cooked me anything.  Ok, but ramen doesn't count.
In honour of Julia Child and my new love of lobster, on the menu will be Lobster Thermidor!

good luck moo!

Happy birthday me.

funnies.

funnies.

1001 rules for my unborn son

I stumbled on an interesting link today - 1001 Rules for my Unborn Son.

Here's a few:

395. Be mindful of what comes between you and the earth.  Buy good tires, good sheets and good shoes.

Be sincere, be brief, be seated. - Franklin D. Roosevelt

373. Carry two handkerchiefs.
The one in your back pocket is for you. The one in your breast pocket is for her.

368. Just raise your glass. There's no need to clink with everyone at the table

304. If you choose to wear a tie, commit.  Button your top button.

303. Offer your date the seat with the best view of the restaurant.

 

sometimes you stumble on jems like this.
make you wonder about the fashion back in the day...based on these high waist jeans, body suits and plaid shirts - I say grade 8.

sigh

party in the usa, stuck. ugh

Seriously, it's stuck. 
Damn Miley Cyrus and her stupid catchy tunes, conveniently written in a key I can sing in at karaoke..ugh

For your viewing pleasure.  Totally the gay anthem of the summer.
Thought I'd share this in hopes that the rest of the world will share my pain.