Props if you have seen the bad 80’s slasher movie with the girl from “Little House on the Prairie.”
So today is my 39th birthday. It’s like the 45th 39th, so it’s the Annual Patsy Stone Memorial 39th. Therefore, I am somewhat taking the day off. I did go to the annual car show on Rodeo Sunday and chose this little number as my own, but sadly couldn’t fit it into my knapsack. I did order a little something from Neiman Marcus which should be on the truck on it’s way here, and which came with the most comically sized freebie ever- shipped under separate cover, which oddly arrived Friday.
So today, I am posting this and putting in my application to the bus system for a senior pass. They dinged it last week because I didn’t qualify because of age (being only 38?), which I thought was a little pedantic. But what the heck. That and doing some actual work-related work. “How you all work me” as Lucia would say.
So once that’s done, since the June Gloom has parted, I think I will jaunt off, top down, in search of cake.
The cake conundrum is over. A very kind and generous friend not only sent me the loveliest bouquet but also a bunch of Sprinkles’ Finest. I am going to take half of them and put them straight into the freezer. There. Did that seem at all believable? I could also share them with my neighbors. Which i will do right after I learn Serbo-Croation and knit that piano..
If Fed-Ex gets here soon I’ll be cruising wearing the Shalimar and the Katz’s deli hoody that are my present to myself. See, I even got perfume in there, along with both a literary, mainstream and cheesy pop-culture reference! How well-rounded am I?
Photos are courtesy my iPhone