I feel like I should write something.
It’s my birthday today. And my little girl’s too. She was born on my 21st, and she’s perfect.
Well, no she’s not, but I adore her, and I always will. Happy birthday little girl. Even if I don’t get another birthday present ever, it’s all good, coz you’re the perfect one.
Which is not to say that I don’t want birthday presents. Books are good. Preferably not Twilight. Though, for the record, I’m on Team Jacob. [Not because he’s the bad boy or anything – in fact, one of the most annoying things about the damn book is that they made the nice guy bad. How now?] More because Lautner is way hotter than the pasty guy from Harry Potter.
If that last bit made no sense to you … *grin*
On the other hand, if any of it was in any way coherent, consult a doctor. Then get me his number, coz I need it too.
In other news, no more facebook *waving* no more twitter *bye bye!* It’s just you and me now Bloggie. So beHAve. Kthxbye!