IT’S THE 35TH BIRTHDAY OF A VERY CRANKY BIRD, ABS OF STEEL!
Happy birthday!!! 
Where am I supposed to send presents to, again? To Wah?
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unfairly robotic flowers
No fair! (As in, didn’t go, not as in life sucks.) Too exhausted by little kiddos being way too much fun. If Break Boy would let me I’d totally steal his kids and keep them as my own. Two photos from the party…
Me eating a robot an alien (it was a robot and alien-themed party).
My cake and ice cream.
I’ve finally uploaded photos for Sunday Garden Party! Not too many this week, but they’re great no matter. Here’s a photo of flowers I cut myself from my gardens then arranged myself in this vase then put on the island for my viewing pleasure:
Rest of the 36-photo set is over at flickr.
Notez Bien
You may see a lot of even more superficial posts than usual here, but I appreciate it that you’re sticking around anyway.
I currently have absolutely nothing to say, so here’s another photo:
Happy birthday, beautiful girl. Mama loves you more than words can say.
B rocks so hard I lost my socks in San Francisco
That title makes sense only to me, I think. Just watch the video and see how hard B rocks.
Update: I missed a present! The best present of allllllll!!! B sent me art of … well, me! Check it out:
This will display prominently in my office (to replace the one we both don’t like, B 
. Yeee, she double-rocks!
blanking
Other things that generated a spectrum of emotions occurred on my birthday, but I am choosing to focus on just one thing because I’m random like that.
Avi called me around lunch time yesterday after I tried to call him and got one of his employees instead so then emailed saying “YOU SHOULD CALL ME”. When he finally did call me he asked me to look outside for a package from him (hehehehehe) and I finally found it next to the garage. I opened it while on the phone with him and now I think he is 10% deafer because I SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEd into his ear. I present to you my new favorite shirt, complete with magic marker:
My plan is to leave the lines blank because I think the shirt’s meaning is much dirtier when left to the minds of others, then I’ll use the marker for something else completely unnefarious (which isn’t a word). Actually, so that the other geeks don’t think I’m a tard, I think I will write bLank blAnk bLANk on the lines.
Yes, it is true.
It is my birthday today. 
Yee.
And I have the day off!
I was supposed to be on my way to Texas to visit B but unforeseen circumstances changed that so now instead I am going to see her in October.
Today, I blog my perfectly round age:
33
Hi, I’m 33 and I’m drunk as a skunk. *giggle*
Thanks to Avi for the great post, you big softie. 
Food porn: Cake edition
Found this on Slashfood yesterday which links to various flickr photos of game cakes.
I asked Hay for the Galaga cake for my birthday. When he said “that took some work” I countered with “I’m worth it!” and “at least I didn’t ask for this one.” I may have swayed him. Then again, probably not. B? I’m seeing you for my birthday, will you make me the Galaga cake? Pretty please?!?!?
sneaky snake
Yesterday I took some photos then promptly lost my camera somewhere in the house. Today I did not have my camera for the birthday party which meant I missed out on about 15 million photo opportunities. While the birthday girl was opening presents I got to steal my friends’ camera and take a ton of photos, but I have to wait for them to post my photos (that I just happened to take with their camera) in order to show you any of the cuteness.
After the birthday party Hay and I went to Home Depot to purchase 100 feet of perforated flexible drainage pipe. In case you’re wondering, this fits in a Honda Accord if you cut the ties holding it in its circular shape. Don’t believe me? Here’s the proof:
The full-size images are available at flickr. Hay found my camera 3 seconds after he walked into the house. Wish I’d said something before we left the house.
You like your brains eaten. You want to click here. (Okay, so that was dishonest. But isn’t that the point?)
<30
On this exact day 30 years ago my very bestest friend in the whole wide world (the universe, even!) was born. Words I use to describe this friend: gorgeous, considerate, intelligent, witty, hilarious, serious, generous, kind, sweet, salty, ingenius, brave, loving, trustworthy, accepting, hot mama.
(Okay, so that last one was two words. Couldn’t resist.