33
by Jill
It’s my birthday, yo.
Breakfast at Honey’s (best chocolate chip pancakes, people! best!) has already been had. The plan for the remainder of the day is lounging and reading while D gets his work done, and then putting on my fancy new cat print dress and going out for fancy pizza and fancy dessert! (Photos to follow, obvs.) I prefer simple birthdays to all out craziness.
And if that photo is indicative of anything, it’s that I’ve been TOTALLY RIDICULOUS since the old days. And by old, I mean the late 70s.
What’s up, 33? Bring it.
