And they call her "To-uh-ne Deaf"...
They can't carry a tune in a bucket, but God love 'em I think Punkin and Shortcake enjoyed yesterday even more than I did. I knew it before hand, but a day like yesterday just serves as a reminder of what wonderful family and friends I have. I am a lucky girl, and your birthday wishes via phone calls, visits, e-cards, emails and comments made my day.
Although they did pale in comparison to the sweet misguided student I had the pleasure of working with today.
Her: Happy belated birthday!
Me: Thank you! I'm really an old lady now.
Her: You're not old, The Mrs. You're only 27, aren't you?
Me: You're getting an extra speech dollar today.
That observation, although off the mark, came at a very timely moment considering when I woke up and looked at myself in the mirror on the first morning of my thirty-first year I was smacked in the face with gigantic bags under my eyes. Thanks for giving me life, mom, but you could have passed those genes along to my brother.