Life With Frenchie

Yes boys & girls…today is that most glorious of days that I have referenced recently. Thirty-three years ago today, at precisely 12:13 PM Eastern, on the hallowed ground of Ft. Benning, inside the sacred halls of Martin Army Hospital, this grand planet was blessed with a presence never before known - ME!

I am a total kid when it comes to my birthday. Even though I am beyond the years of having presents waiting for me when I wake up, I still am just all giddy on my birthday. I enjoy receiving cards, e-cards, e-mails, calls, telegrams, smoke signals…everything. It’s even more special these days because MM loves my birthday, too!

This morning, I went in to kiss her goodbye before leaving for work and she had my presents waiting. There was an artificial carnation (I think from her briding to Juniors in Girl Scouts), a partially used bottle of hand lotion (you’ll smell me coming a mile away!), a little ceramic teddy bear holding a heart (origins unknown…did MM turn to a life of crime to keep her mommy happy???), a picture keychain (I paid for it when I ordered school pictures), a dime (????), a squishy toy that my co-worker and I enjoy playing with (it’s looking kind of old and crusty these days…eewwww!), a keychain that she won at Girl Scout Bingo Night (I keep trying to give it back to her!!) and her favorite little monkey that she sleeps with (all together now - “AWWWWWWWW!!!!”).

Okay, so now where are all the cards with money???? Feel free to leave unsolicited praise and birthday wishes as you drop by!

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