Normally, I don’t really want people to make any kind of deal out of my birthday, but this year, I absolutely do not want anybody expressing birthday wishes to me without my announcing it first. Hence, the shirt. The terrible homemade shirt!
But wait, there’s more. I have a count-along on the back so we can do some math during the day. (Note how it starts with 0. Some guy told me that’s how you should approach counting with young children. Long story for another time.)
I also have some ‘Happy My Birthday’ trinkets for my co-workers. It’s a nice pen, with a warning that I’ll probably walk off with that pen at some point. I’m really a terrible person.
To top it all off, tonight is our staff get-together, so I’m having fajitas! Woo-hoo! Happy Birthday to me!
Deborah says
Happy birthday!!!
Kristi says
Happy Birthday, Lauren!
You don’t look a day over 50!
Curt Nierman says
Happy Birthday Lauren!
Lauren's mom says
So….I remember the day of your birth so well.
Happy day to my baby.