Darcy outed me (in the comments for yesterday’s post). It is my birthday today. This morning, when I was dropping the kids off at their summer program, Andrew–concerned about my advanced age–offered to buy me a Vitamin Water–with his own money. I told him it wasn’t necessary, that I had a vitamin for breakfast, along with orange juice, oatmeal, and soy yogurt. (I know, am I all about health or what?)
He remained unconvinced. Miss B was upset because she didn’t get me a present (the boys sneaked off to Kmart last night while the girls took a walk).
I got a lamp, which sounds like an odd gift. However, I have strange electrical current running through my body. I have short-circuited more lamps than most people will own in their lifetime. Shocking, but true. (Oh, I slay me.) So. I always pretty much need a new lamp.
I also received a milkshake maker, which suspiciously looks exactly like something Andrew would want. Funny how that worked out. But then, he also picked out a pretty pendant for me and some dark chocolate. (Again, I’m all about the health.)
So, another birthday? It’s all good.
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