Happy Birthday to me!

Today I turn 28.  Getting dangerously close to thirty.  Which is just plain weird.  I mean, I never really thought much past my twenties, you know?  Oh well, I have two years to think about it and get used to the concept, now!

Have you ever noticed that cake tastes sooo much better when you slice off a chunk and eat it with your fingers?  I mean, cake is good when you eat it all civilized or whatever, with a fork and a plate, but it just can’t compare to shoving that stuff in your mouth and licking your fingers.

At least, that’s the way I see it.

And now I’m off to go eat a couple thousand calories of the aforementioned cakey goodness.

 p.s.  Aiden just gave me the best birthday present.  He just started to babble as I wrote this, and he’s crawling everywhere saying “bababababa.”  Yay!

Thought of the day

Since when is it okay for someone to treat those around them like crap, just because that person happens to be sick?

Especially when you all you did was ask if they were feeling okay, and was anything wrong? 

I’m going to stop there, because I’m just too pissed to go into any more detail.

watch this…

Freakin hilarious.

p.s. I adore Matt Damon.