I’ll be standing on the porch pulling my dress up . . .
or maybe one of my brothers will stuff me in a cardboard box, and I’ll smile, because I’m thankful they haven’t locked me in the closet, which is what they usually do . . .
or maybe I’ll just stay in my jammies and watch TV (although this TV looks just a tad Poltergiesty, so maybe not) . . .
or just whatever I feel like doing, because it will be . . .
MY BIRTHDAY! Again. I had a great birthday in blogworld last year, and I don’t dare to be so greedy as to ask y’all to sing to me again, even though I wouldn’t mind a bit if you did 🙂 Sigh. Last year, I was worried about peepee troubles. Turned out to be kidney stones. This year, I long for the good ol’ days of kidney stones!
Oh, well. I’ll make it as good as I can. I’ll start with the flashing, and the being boxed up, and the lazy jammies and TV day. They look like good times.
Maybe I’ll go somewhere to wear my new birfday boots:
(Or maybe I’ll just put them on with my nightgown to take a picture, like I did here! ha!) They are my gift to me. These heels are not entirely compatible with WTF, but I bought them anyway as an expression of optimism that WTF will be outta here while it’s still cold enough to wear these babies.
And one more thing. It’s august95’s birthday tomorrow, too! It’s an international incident. Please wish her some wishes 🙂