Another year older…
I never make myself my own birthday cake but that’s ok because I’m gonna spring it on the big daddy that he’s gotta take me to the Olive Garden
where a girl can get her fill of warm and delicious garlic breadsticks and soothing and hearty pasta fagioli. It’s manna from heaven, I tell you.
And then I’m gonna get my favorite dessert in the entire world: White Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake.
Every year, the big daddy asks me what I want for a present and I always say nothing and I mean it.
I don’t need things. (well, other than that cheesecake up there)
But this year, I’m singing a different tune. I want a big, gigantic, honking flat screen monitor cuz this little piddly wimp I’m staring into now is getting on my last nerve.
Plus its a#$ is bigger than mine.