August 21st
First of all, thank you to Jon for being the first to wish me a Happy Birthday on this blog. Yes, it's my birthday and yes, I'm fucking old. STFU.
Not only am I working on my birthday, but guess what I'm doing at lunch time today? I'm going to the post office to ship brownies to a grumpy person! There's some irony for you. Oh and Lindy was 100% right. After the brownie batter was scraped into the baking pan and in the oven....the brownie covered bowl and spoon were calling me and yep, mmmmm I had a taste. Frigging yummy! Oh and I hada brownie after they were done too. It was almost my birthday for Pete's sake! They're delish.
So I'm in the elevator of my building riding up to my office this morning and there's an unfamiliar man in the elevator with me, going to a different floor and he says to me, something like:
"It can't be that bad, why so glum?"
(this is just me in my early morning/precoffee/anti-social stance)
For some bizarre reason, I reply:
"I'm really not that glum; in fact, it's my birthday."
As soon as it came out of my mouth I thought "Why the FUCK am I telling strangers it's my birthday?".
And he replied:
"Oh my God, it's my birthday too!"
Now, of course my reply was something akin to "bull shit!" but he insisted that it is in fact,his birthday too. In fact, he said:
"August 21st, 1958! How about you?"
So of course I told him the year I was born too...so yeah, I told a random person in the elevator my birthday including the year. Weird. We wished each other a happy birthday and then he got off on the 4th floor. Sweet guy though...assuming he isn't lying.
I got into work and my boss gave me a HUGE bouquet of ROSES. Very sweet also. Not quite as good as say, having the day off, but that's okay...I had a bunch of days off last week.
Okay work calls, and then I'm off to mail the yummiest brownies ever. Assuming of course, you like thick, rich, dark decadent brownies WITH NO NUTS.
Bake smart.
Josie
Not only am I working on my birthday, but guess what I'm doing at lunch time today? I'm going to the post office to ship brownies to a grumpy person! There's some irony for you. Oh and Lindy was 100% right. After the brownie batter was scraped into the baking pan and in the oven....the brownie covered bowl and spoon were calling me and yep, mmmmm I had a taste. Frigging yummy! Oh and I hada brownie after they were done too. It was almost my birthday for Pete's sake! They're delish.
So I'm in the elevator of my building riding up to my office this morning and there's an unfamiliar man in the elevator with me, going to a different floor and he says to me, something like:
"It can't be that bad, why so glum?"
(this is just me in my early morning/precoffee/anti-social stance)
For some bizarre reason, I reply:
"I'm really not that glum; in fact, it's my birthday."
As soon as it came out of my mouth I thought "Why the FUCK am I telling strangers it's my birthday?".
And he replied:
"Oh my God, it's my birthday too!"
Now, of course my reply was something akin to "bull shit!" but he insisted that it is in fact,his birthday too. In fact, he said:
"August 21st, 1958! How about you?"
So of course I told him the year I was born too...so yeah, I told a random person in the elevator my birthday including the year. Weird. We wished each other a happy birthday and then he got off on the 4th floor. Sweet guy though...assuming he isn't lying.
I got into work and my boss gave me a HUGE bouquet of ROSES. Very sweet also. Not quite as good as say, having the day off, but that's okay...I had a bunch of days off last week.
Okay work calls, and then I'm off to mail the yummiest brownies ever. Assuming of course, you like thick, rich, dark decadent brownies WITH NO NUTS.
Bake smart.
Josie
Comments
Happy birthday!
Oh, I will say that it starts with "19" and it DOES have 2 digits after the "19"
But that's all I can say!
TY Waffles baby!
That ain't the ONLY reason you're my boy toy. ;)
Coach - you had me going about it being your bday - i was like wtf, what's going on?
So what the heck is he gonna send you on HIS birthday?
Anyway, happy birthday. I know how old you are. You're old enough to know better and young enough not to care.
BTW that's exactly how old I am. I guess 46 IS old enough to know better and young enough not to give a fuck.
TY Zin...kinda
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sa48Nq3Qw8I
Mojo, TY baby!
Lindy....You leave the best comments EVER. TY baby, even though you may be embellishing a bit. :) Oh and no one baked but I had Red Velvet cake on Sunday and Dulce de Lece cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory last night, so I'm good!
Carmel....how odd you should say that....someone mentioned Hawaii to me on my birthday AND IT WAS WEIRD. I may post about it to tell you the story. come back later, oh and TY!