Happy Birthday To Me

Although I spent most of my work day dealing with a backlog of complaints – yes, that was glamorous – it’s been a reasonably nice day to celebrate my birthday. The weather’s been nice, people have been nice, I got some text messages and phone calls, an invitation to have a beer, and everyone at work gathered round to sing “Happy Birthday”, after which I cut and served a very tasty chocolate/coffee cake. 41 is far less traumatic than 40, let me tell you.

  1. 41 and her daddy still calls her baby….



  2. “Ladies and Gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones… Slave to the rhythm.”



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