Isn't this one bitchin' cake? I totally wish I had
it for my birthday today. Yep, it's my birthday! I'm
33. My son turned 11 yesterday. Kind of cool that
every eleven years, we'll both be double
So I just want to say that I have the best followers,
EVER! Thank you all for being there for me no
matter what happens. Getting to "virtually" know
you has been such a pleasure and I welcome getting
to know any of you who may be lurking in the
shadows. I don't bite. Not too hard anyway.
I have been blogging close to a year now. I've
come a long way! I have been so very lucky to
never have had a comment in a negative manner.
Ever. I read about people being attacked or people
having issues with using real names and posting pictures
of their family, etc... I'm very lucky I suppose.
So a big thank you to all of you! I wish I could
tell you that I'm tipping back margaritas today but
I'm recovering from yesterday's surgery. No biggie.
I'm actually writing this post before I even had the
surgery so I don't lapse in my posts AND because y'all,
it's my birthday and I need to gloat a bit. So I know all
is going to be okay and that if anything is found it
is fixable. My doctor is the greatest and I have the
greatest husband and kids a girl could ever ask for
taking care of me. I have all my bloggy friends
cheering virtually and I have lots of friends and
my family doing the same.
Plus, I'm totally gonna post pictures of my girlie bits
once I get my hands on them. That's my present to you!
Have a fantastic Memorial Day weekend and do me
a favor and have a margarita, beer, glass of wine
(you get the idea) in my honor.
In lieu of a real post, I'm directing you to some of my
favorite past posts, some are low on the comments
because well, my readers have grown over time:
THIS one is about eating from the trash!
THIS one is about bitches and ho's!
THIS one is an ode to fabulous comfort clothes!
THIS one has ummm, a photo of my baby flipping the bird!
THIS one is about my fear of dolls!
Okay, I'll stop now because basically you should
just go start from the first post and catch up. I think
I'm kind of funny. Or maybe I just make myself
laugh. Oh shit, I have a new complex now!
Love all you bitches!