Well folks...I hit the ripe ol' age of 44. Forty-four years of being me! Ya know...the big four four. When I am the same age when I hold up both hands going front ward or backward. For my 44th birthday I got the flu. Ugh...I was telling Kendall that I was either sick or I did not like how 44 felt. He told me; "Well to be honest with you 44 and 45 don't feel so good!" Haha so encouraging.
So, I was trying to instigate birthday month for me...it did not go to well....birthday week kinda fizzled out to....so I was left with just birthday day...like most normal people...sigh....maybe next year.
So for my birthday I think my kids gave me diabetes. Haha...so I did ask for the peeps....but I am going to share those when they get stale and chewy......I am looking forward to that around the middle of March...yeah! All six packages are slit. I am gonna go out on a limb and predict that I will get maybe one Dr Pepper. The rest will be stolen because I do not consume caffeine at a very quick pace......a girl's gotta sleep ya know. But those mini eggs....I'm gonna hide those from thieving hands. So delicious!