Yes. Forty-[bleepin']-seven. I can't believe it either.
Three things rescued this day from abject poverty of value:
- my partner, who wished me a happy day when I arose at 5:15am to get ready for a work teleconference (sometimes the time difference really blows) and then treated me to breakfast afterward;
- cupcakes handmade and delivered by Homer and chocolate-dipped strawberries sent by Rob;
- and Facebook, on which I received countless happy-day messages from mates here and abroad.
Cheers.
Posted by: DougT | October 14, 2009 at 12:49 PM
Happy birthday Sandy! xxoo
Posted by: Brian | October 14, 2009 at 12:51 PM
Happy happy birthday, Sandy!
Posted by: John | October 14, 2009 at 10:54 PM
Ooh
I do apologize for being late to the party.
I hope your next year is the best one you have ever had.
Posted by: urspo | October 18, 2009 at 10:25 AM