Birthday

Yesterday was TGH birthday. We won't say how old he is, but it's between 41 and 43...He doesn't seem to care about how old he is, that's probably a man thing, because I definitely care how old I'm getting. I do not get along with gray hair, wrinkles of any stage or any other "sign of aging". I fully intend to fight that whole process every step of the way! I believe in Loreal medium golden brown! I support Olay! Mary Kay is my bff! I know Victoria's Secret! I will absolutely cover, fill, hoist, hide, shade and dye my way back into my early 30's! I understand that some of you may not feel this way. I understand that there is a saying about aging gracefully. I understand that aging is natural. It's just that for myself, I understand that whole idea is not going to fly.

I love birthdays, which seems wierd, considering I'm refusing to age. I love cake and presents. I really like making birthdays fun for my family. We had alot of fun celebrating with TGH. He's not a fan of cake, so we made a berry trifle, with strawberries, angel food cake (from scratch) and whipping cream (the man absolutely refuses to eat Cool Whip). He got some shirts and a new wallet, and some Big Fun from me (if you know what I mean). It was a good time had by all. Then next birthday isn't until November when PreT 2 turns 10. Meanwhile, if you need me, I'll be in Denial. The hotels are very nice there...