Today is my birthday. I am 34 years old.

The tinies asked me why I wasn’t having a surprise party. I said, “I don’t like surprises. Or parties, for that matter. But I had a surprise party once – Auntie Mandy threw me a surprise party for my sweet sixteen. And that was….um….18 years ago now.” And then I fell down dead.

How is it even possible that I’m 18 years away from that Sweet Sixteen party in my parents’ basement in south Calgary? I remember they rented a hot tub for the winter night in the backyard and someone gave me my first VHS tape: The Lion King. When my Dad thanked one of the guys for coming to my party, he made little guns with his hands, pointed them at my father, and drawled, “No way, man, thank you.” My Dad still hasn’t stopped laughing about that kid.

For my birthday, Brian got me a vintage Sears typewriter. My grandparents’ worked at Sears nearly their entire lives, and so it’s a sentimental choice. I have wanted a typewriter for years. He also gave me a gigantic Dairy Milk chocolate bar (you see why I love him). I sat down to pound at it for a while this morning. And I found myself telling Anne about how I used to write stories and book reports on typewriters, and this is how I learned to type so fast, and her eyes widened and she said, Wow, Mum, that really was the olden days.

I joked last year that 33 was “My Jesus Year” (because in most church traditions, Jesus did the whole “Death and Resurrection Thing” in his thirty-third year and so people try to make their 33rd year very meaningful). I did not actually plan on thirty-three being such a turning point year for me, but it was and now I’m looking forward to thirty four.

In honour of my birthday, I’m ready to confess a few things. For starters, I swear. A lot. I don’t swear when I’m angry. I swear for fun, because it makes me laugh, and because it feels naughty. When I start to feel truly comfortable with a new friend, I have a King’s Speech moment and then, if they laugh,  I know whether or not we’ll truly be friends. Swearing is so satisfying at times.

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Let’s see….what else? I read celebrity news. (Can you imagine if Tiger Woods and Lindsey Vonn have a baby?) I have Googled myself (I do not recommend that one). I’ve contemplated shutting down my blog and writing about things like making soap because it seems easier to me somehow. I am pretty thankful the photographer used Photoshop for my author picture because I look about 20 pounds lighter in that picture than I am in real life. (Or at least I think she did…Tina? Don’t tell me. Let me live in ignorance.) I have a weakness for GIF-based Tumblrs and Meme-humour. (Clearly.) I have had a cup of tea almost every single day of this whole Lent water fast thing. I comfort myself by donating a bit of extra money to justify it. A couple of people I admire from afar emailed me this week and with all of my responses, I slobbered and flailed and generally made a fool of myself. I’m sure they regret being nice to me now. #FanGirl I have wished for a containment pod in the mini-van – either for me or for the tinies – usually after hollering how I JUST WANT TWO MINUTES OF SILENCE. Also, I told my four-year-old that he wasn’t allowed to ask me another question for at least 10 minutes. And then for ten minutes, I heard: “Mum, is it ten minutes yet? Why ten minutes? Can I ask a question now? Now? Now? Now? Why are there street signs? Why do we wear seat belts? Why is it sunny?” I despise packing school lunches and usually resort to sending a jam sandwich as the main course. I never answer the telephone because I loathe the phone with a deep and dark and deadly passion, and I ignore voicemail religiously.

Whew.

I feel so much lighter. What a nice way to head into my Jesus Year + 1.

 

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  • Jen Hatmaker

    Bwhaaaaa! I love you! Happy Birthday, you wonderful girl! Don’t ever stop being exactly you, ever. (Also, we are the first posters on each others’ blogs this week. WE WIN THE UNIVERSE.)

  • Okay…..I admit I sort of stopped when you talked about your Sweet Sixteen in your basement in South Calgary. How close did our paths cross? 18 years ago today we were getting ready to move from our tiny apartment in Woodlands of SW Calgary with our 4 month old …into our townhouse in Glamorgan of SW Calgary. Seriously….I probably saw you at a grocery store. !!!!!

    • Small world, indeed! We were Sundance kids, went to school in Bonavista area though. And high school up north.

      • We went to church at Midpark Christian Assembly….just a hop , skip and a jump from Sundance. Good grief…you probably went to school with some of our friends from that era.

      • vis a vis my previous comment OMG YOU WENT TO SCHOOL IN BONAVISTA lol. I went to Sam Livingston.

      • vis a vis my previous comment OMG YOU WENT TO SCHOOL IN BONAVISTA lol. I went to Sam Livingston.

  • I’m snort-laughing now. You are the cat’s meow, Sarah Bessey.

  • Happy Birthday, truly…I mean it…Oh, and the phone hating thing, cuz it is a thing, I’m gonna guess you are like me and you hate not being able to see people’s non-verbal communication cues. I may be wrong, but this realization for myself helped me understand why I hate the phone. I still hate the phone, but now I can tell people that I hate talking on the phone because I can’t see them. Makes me crazy. Random piece of info for ya on your b-day! You can thank me later.

  • I would giggle like a school girl at your King’s Speech moment. I have slobbered on people, and still do it regularly.

    You are awesome.

    The end.

    P.S. Happy birthday!

  • Yeah, this made my day. And I too read celebrity news. Happy birthday!

  • I laughed out loud at the swearing part. 🙂

  • “I sat down to pound at it for a while this morning.”

    Wait, are we talking about the typewriter or the giant chocolate bar here? ::rimshot::
    Happy Birthday!

    • And Luke with the 3-pointer!

    • I thought the same thing. This post was Liz Lemonish–so clearly I approve. Happy Birthday.

    • Misty

      I also thought the same thing. I was hoping for your sake it was the chocolate. Happy Birthday from one of your many grateful readers!

    • TWHS.

  • Chaille

    Happy Birthday!

  • Robyn Hawthorne

    Welcome to 33+1. I’ve been here 9 days and I don’t think I’ve had a proper moment to think about what that means. Reading your blog has helped me to stop and wonder about that.
    Your writing is very refreshing and I am reminded to go get my vintage typewriter out of my parents house. My husband does not understand my love of old things. 😉
    It might be easier to write about making soap, but soap does not inspire the way you do. Be blessed. Happy birthday.

  • hopejem

    Bwahahahaha! Happy Birthday Fangirl!

  • Sarah, you are so awesome. I just love your honesty, your freshness, your sense of fun, you love of others (and Jesus) and just how down to earth you are. To be honest, I have my moments with bad language too (though never online). You are amazing, and I hope you never change (I doubt you will). Two great birthday presents as well – chocolate and a typewriter = win.

    I just had my 36th birthday…and I’m having more of those moments when you realise just how long ago you were a teenager. Scary!!

    I do hope if I ever get a chance to meet you I am able to laugh at your ‘Kings Speech’ moment (I probably will snort laugh, as I seem to quite often, sometimes I’m in tears and lose my breath doing it). But seriously, have a great birthday 🙂

  • You. Are. Hilarious. It’s all about the angle with photography, sweet Sarah. Angle, angle, angle. Head titled, chin out, lift from the crown. That’s part of the reason I wanted you, giant-ly tall you, to squat and crouch down in so many of the pictures.

    I did use Lightroom to soften skin, brighten shadows and sharpen edges. #loveyourneighbourasyourself? 😉

    But the picture you picked to be your headshot had only colour corrections and some subtle skin smoothing.

    It was just the result of a vertically challenged photographer standing on her tippy toes on a bench, working with a girl whose face rivals the glorious Adele.

    Happy Birthday, sweet friend. 🙂

  • Let’s just say that I know someone else who hates answering the phone, and I’ve never heard of anyone else who feels that way about the phone until reading this post. Funny!

    Also, I never really felt the need to swear until I had a child. What could be more infuriating than nap time ending prematurely?

  • Mandy

    You’re so funny!

    You should have told everyone how you were not at all surprised at that surprise party. That’s a confession:)

    Happy Birthday, my lovely Lobster.

    • I’m still protecting you. 😉 But I totally did figure it out. Bless you for even trying.

  • And one more for the comment section: I make That’s What She Said jokes almost daily. It’s horrible.

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    • Misty

      If someone else were ready to admit to the same thing on a hightly trafficked blog, she may be really glad to hear that confession. You know, hypothetically.

    • Emily_Maynard

      Yessssss I love swearing for fun, too. A little bit for angry, but mostly for funny.

    • YES! SO DO I! I can’t help it when someone gives me a perfect set up. And I too hate voicemail. I used to try to get Ry to listen to them and then relay the messages to me. He would not. Anywho, happy birthday to you. I love you ridiculously my friend!

    • Does it still count as confessing if you give examples of your “favourite” TWSS moments?

    • Guilty of both “That’s what she said” and swearing a lot 🙂

  • Ha! I also swear cos it’s naughty… Never swore as a teenager, I’m coming to it late in life. Happy birthday, birthday twin!

  • ChristieEsau

    Happiest of happy birthdays, and solidarity to you in the amusement of swearing. Blessings!

  • Love this. I swear too. And just the other day I asked my tinies if they could please just be quiet while we drove to church(only 5 minutes). We didn’t even make it out of the neighborhood before my oldest had a story to tell me.

    Happy Birthday! Can I be like you when I’m 34? <— fangirl moment

  • Jessica Stock

    you are fun. and smart! Happy Birthday!

  • Nish

    Closet swearers unite!

  • Julie

    Well crap… I totally missed having an eventful 33rd year. How was I supposed to know this? Any who…..You are a peach. Everyone swears..just not everyone admits to it 😉 I swear we are sisters from different mothers.Honest. Happy Birthday Sarah !

  • Erica Ladd

    I love this, and I too swear for fun! Happy Birthday!

  • Monique V.

    I read celebrity news and swear for the hell of it too! And I hate Christian music and don’t believe that makes me a bad Christian. Happy Birthday!

  • Happy Birthday! First, I totally thought you were 30! I knew you were a little bit older than me (I’m 27). You are gorgeous, lady! I’m a closet swearer too! If we ever meet in person you can totally swear in front of me and then we can giggle about it.

  • swear sisters. forver.
    happy birthday – friend.
    don’t put up with any bullshit this year.

  • I’m pretty sure you and I could be besties. Swearing: yes, I do.
    I’m going into my 33rd year, in 22 days (in case you’re wondering), and praying it’s a big year.
    Happy birthday, Sarah. Keep doing what you’re doing. You. Are. AWESOME!

  • Next month I will be 36. Yes, that is the 18th anniversary of my 18th birthday. REALLY?!?! I cannot remember what I did with all that time. I’m sure it will come back to my someday when I don’t have all these small children running around. Or maybe not. And I agree with the phone thing: they should just be outlawed. Also caller ID because just seeing the names of some people makes me want to run away screaming. Sorry, it’s the truth.

  • mizmelly

    Seriously. Our souls were separated at birth. That was f&*%ing hilarious!

  • Cynthia Schrage

    In which I confess that we would probably like each other in real life, too.

  • Mary1912

    I despise packing lunches and I have a potty mouth which I run off on a daily basis. 🙂

  • Happy birthday!

  • KelleyNikondeha

    Sweet Sarah, I love it when you swear! It feels like a naughty secret we share… I started at 40 and have never looked back! Also, I’m with you on detesting the phone and voicemail. When Claude’s here I never answer either one. Enjoy typing away today (and all year, really). Devour that chocolate. And live as fearlessly forever more – because it suits you and inspires the rest of us. Birthday Blessings to you, sweet & swearing Sarah!

  • jewellspring

    I love it. Happy Birthday! I am a new fan, so I worry a little about appearing to be stalking, but I “laughed out loud” reading this. I turn *44* on Saturday, so I am also a Lent baby, and my tinies are 17, 14, 11 , but I finally got on Tumblr this year. Why? Because of Eddie Redmayne in Les Mis. How embarrassing (for my teenage sons, ha!). But it’s so fun. I tried to give up celebrity gossip for Lent, but ended up only giving up People Mag. Tumblr is still fair game. Fuckin’ Cheers, Birthday Girl.

  • Love you so much and all of this makes me love you more. Happy birthday dear friend. xo

  • Megan Cobb (FriedOkra)

    I wonder what it says about me that the things you think are confess-worthy about yourself are some of the things that make me love you the most? Unrelated: I really want to help you pound that Dairy Milk bar.

  • Diane

    This is the reason for skype~you can see faces. Happy birthday!

  • Lisa

    I pretend to follow a few blogs, but yours is the only one I read- and this is by far my favourite post yet!!! I’m grad in not the only one who thinks swearing is a bit fun. You rock.

  • Lindsay

    Posts like this just make you even more my favourite blogger. I’ve developed my own potty mouth in the past few years as well, and I am a perpetual voicemail ignore-r and screener. Totally done the “no more questions” thing with my 3-year olds. It works about as well for me as it did for you. 🙂 Love this post. Happy Birthday!!

  • Madelyn

    Happy Birthday, dear Sarah! from a sister Fraser Valley-ian CDN grandmother who swears on occasion (except not in front of the k-i-d-s) and I too hate the telephone. Keep writing/typing! Love your voice/your heart!

  • Oh my! I just turned 34 on Saturday and I read your post and wished I’d written it myself. Thanks for your honesty and wit! And cheers to the year of 34!

  • Side note: high school me used to LOVE the phone. Where did that girl go? The only person I can stand to chat with for hours on the phone is my sister.

    I, too, abhor voicemail. Why is that?!

    Over the years, can an extrovert slowly morph into an introvert capable of short bursts of extrovert behaviour?

    • “Over the years, can an extrovert slowly morph into an introvert capable of short bursts of extrovert behaviour”….YES! This is me too. I was extroverted in my younger days and much more bold in my opinions. Now, not so much.

    • “Over the years, can an extrovert slowly morph into an introvert capable of short bursts of extrovert behaviour”….YES! This is me too. I was extroverted in my younger days and much more bold in my opinions. Now, not so much.

  • fiona lynne

    Gosh I hate answering the phone with a passion. Or making phone calls. I even ignore calls from good friends sometimes, that’s how much I dislike it.
    Also, I secretly like swearing too but seem to shock a few too many people when I do it here. Although I do have more language options. Merde! Scheize! One of the many benefits of expat life…
    Happy Birthday! Enjoy the chocolate 🙂

  • I love you. Happiest of happy wonder-filled day sto you lovely one!

  • It’s like we’re the same person. We finish each other’s . . .

  • michaboyett

    I’m so relieved you’ve been cheating with the morning tea. Every year I try to convince myself I can do the water-only fast but I love my hot morning drinks! Also, yes to not answering the phone. And yes to the typewriter. I have a gigantic (30 pound) one from my grandparents that I demanded be moved with us cross-country. Because it’s awesome. Happy birthday, lady!

  • Karla

    This is kind of turning into “True Confessions”… I like it. I swear too. A hell of a lot. I even swear in front of my kids. I have told them that it’s ok to swear if it’s in appropriate company and if the swear fits the circumstance. (Do my own kids count as appropriate company? I think so). I HATE the phone too – never answer it either. At last count we had 24 messages on our voice mail. I sometimes bribe my husband to listen to the slew of messages so that it will be clear again. That relieves some of my freakish guilt for being the kind of mom who doesn’t answer the phone or listen to messages OR respond to them.

  • Lora Lynn

    I love all this about you and more. Happiest of days, my friend.

  • Eve

    ” Also, I told my four-year-old that he wasn’t allowed to ask me another question for at least 10 minutes. And then for ten minutes, I heard: “Mum, is it ten minutes yet? Why ten minutes? Can I ask a question now? Now? Now? Now? Why are there street signs? Why do we wear seat belts? Why is it sunny?” I despise packing school lunches and usually resort to sending a jam sandwich as the main course. I never answer the telephone because I loathe the phone with a deep and dark and deadly passion.” <This is me, straight up, except my four year old is a girl…

  • Bill Kinnon

    Big hugs, Sis.

  • Bill Kinnon

    Big hugs, Sis.

  • Laura

    Happy Birthday, Sarah! Loved all your birthday confessions!

  • Laura

    Happy Birthday, Sarah! Loved all your birthday confessions!

  • This is what I love about you… I swear like a sailor. I’m fine with it. I don’t swear with people who are not fine with it, because I’m also respectful. But it’s always felt like a bit of a dirty, non-Christian secret. Thanks for that little piece of reality :). And happy birthday.

  • This is what I love about you… I swear like a sailor. I’m fine with it. I don’t swear with people who are not fine with it, because I’m also respectful. But it’s always felt like a bit of a dirty, non-Christian secret. Thanks for that little piece of reality :). And happy birthday.

  • We are two years apart in age and both lived in South Calgary (me in Bonavista). I wish I’d known you then and we’d been friends all these years, provinces etc apart. Happy birthday net-friend! 🙂

  • We are two years apart in age and both lived in South Calgary (me in Bonavista). I wish I’d known you then and we’d been friends all these years, provinces etc apart. Happy birthday net-friend! 🙂

  • Anyone who has kids and says they don’t swear is a liar. Period. Double quantity for anyone who has spent time in church ministry.
    Hope you’ve had a great day 🙂

  • Anyone who has kids and says they don’t swear is a liar. Period. Double quantity for anyone who has spent time in church ministry.
    Hope you’ve had a great day 🙂

  • SortaCrunchy

    I enjoy you IMMENSELY. I love your confessions with a fierceness. Happiest of happy happies to you, dear friend.

  • Anne Judd

    You. are. effin’. hilarious. (I only swear in the closet, can’t type the f word out). But I will say you made me laugh my ass off. Love to you on your day. xoxo

  • Kathy

    I think we might have been separated at birth! LOVED everything in this post. I often use swear words to test how far a friendship can really go 🙂 And my adolescent sense of humor is often wasted on those far more refined than myself. It never stops me from laughing under my breath at the smallest things (that’s what she said). Keep swearing and carry on 🙂

  • KathleenBasi

    “Also, I told my four-year-old that he wasn’t allowed to ask me another question for at least 10 minutes. And then for ten minutes, I heard: “Mum, is it ten minutes yet? Why ten minutes? Can I ask a question now? Now? Now? Now? Why are there street signs? Why do we wear seat belts? Why is it sunny?”
    That is SO REAL! Hilarious! That is my life. It must be little boys.

  • Happy birthday Sarah! Love everything about this post and even resemble the #Fangirl & 2 minutes of silence momma. Thankful for the gift of you. 🙂

  • Christin

    Sarah Bessey, I am so, so thankful for your wonderful blog and your wonderful spirit. Happy birthday to you!

  • Judy S

    So for your birthday, you gave a present to us! Gah, I’ve been sitting here laughing and snorting…your “true Confessions” just made my week, so very glad to know there are kindred spirits out there! I will give you back one of my fav lines from my best friend(now mind you, she is in her 60s and I am fast approaching)…this line is delivered with a straight face, when someone totally talks over us, or ignores one of us at church and moves on, she leans over and says”well the problem, is, you see, we’re just effin invisible!”. Happy belated birthday, luv, and many, many more.

  • When you {really hopefully, as Preston has said} come to the UK I will cry with excitement. You are so awesome. Hope you’ve had an incredible day 😀

  • Sara Thompson

    You are my soul sister.

  • Bridget Sprague

    Love this! I hate lunches and vmail and questions too. My husband makes the lunches a lot. I have tell my kids regularly that I am on a mommy vacation, they will have to ask Daddy. We have our voicemail sent to email as an audio file and I never have to check it with the phone and can ignore if its for someone else. Its the main reason I dontmove to another company!

  • (a) yay for swearing!
    (b) tea is mostly water, anyway
    (c) please don’t stop blogging
    (d) phones are evil

  • I swear, too. Lately, a lot.

    I also used to tell my son, when he was little and in the incessant question stage, that the “answer window had closed for the day.” And then i would lower my arm and make a slow beeping noise, like a truck backing up, and a whirring noise, to indicate a machine slowing down. I always did it at bedtime, because he was till, at 7:30 at night, after a day of never-ending questions, asking questions.

    Happy birthday! May your year be filled with grace, peace and joy!

  • Chris Oakes

    Potty mouth

  • Love this, Sarah. Me, too, me, too, me, too! And a very happy birthday!!

  • Okay, one more: I have a two-year subscription to “O” The Oprah Magazine. And I love it.

  • Kimberley B.

    The Happiest of Birthday wishes to a fellow Abbotsford-ite that has impacted me muchly since I ‘discovered’ (ha!) her a year and a half ago. I’ve thought more, read, laughed, cried, prayed. and made lasagna! So thanks for being you. I hope you got your 2 minutes of silence… but if not, you got one sweet typewriter! 😉

  • Debby Hudson

    It may be this one post that endears you to me so. I suspected as much all along and, yes, we’d be fast friends! (A man in our recovery community made a “that’s what she said” joke at the beginning of a chapel service I was leading. He thought I didn’t hear him but honestly, it was so well played I had trouble not laughing at the time.)

  • Kim Bradley

    Mmmm–I’m 45. Can you have coffee with an Older Woman? I do swear, though, and I avoid school lunches all together by making my children buy cafeteria food.

  • Happy birthday! This made me laugh. I turn 35 in a few months and I’m trying not to freak out. Rather, the best is yet to come. Right?

  • Well Shit, now I love you even more.

  • I have such a potty mouth, but really only with my husband and close friends (everyone else gets the proper watered down unspirited me). In fact I have such a wide array of potty mouth words that when I’m talking to the husband in Afganistan (not me, him) he will randomly say use a new one and then is amazed at my creative potty mouth (coming from a soldier I feel like maybe I need to wash my mouth out when he is shocked at my language). hehe 🙂

  • I love these confessions. LOVE them. Happy birthday, friend.

  • From the containment pod on you had me laughing. Other than the phone part that is SOOO my life!
    I’m only 9 months behind you, but somehow I never learned to type on a real typewriter… we had an old blue screen IBM, can still remember that white on blue text… oy!
    I’ve never had a surprise party thrown for me and someday I might like one… but I would probably find out ahead of time by planning something and someone making me cancel it and me asking why…

  • Tara_pohlkottepress

    Happy birthday darlin’! I never ever listen to voicemail even at work because I want people to get fed-up and e-mail. I also used to practice reciting my order to my poor family before walking up to a fast-food counter because I hate actually talking to people I don’t know that much. Can’t wait to see what else I can pick up from you in four years until I can write this post for myself. So thankful for the way you speak to my soul. The way you make the timbers quiver a little and I feel like I have been seen, heard, and loved. Never stop this path you’re on. Your bringing us with you. Xo

  • “I never answer the telephone because I loathe the phone with a deep and dark and deadly passion, and I ignore voicemail religiously.”

    I think I like you. A lot.

  • Kreine

    “I never answer the telephone because I loathe the phone with a deep and dark and deadly passion, and I ignore voicemail religiously.”

    I despise housekeeping with a passion most people reserve for Hitler and his ilk.

    The phone isn’t my favorite thing, either.

  • Katherine Michael

    Oh yeah…i’m a swearer, too. It’s so fun to swear for flair. Do you swear in front of your kids? Josh and I are struggling with weather or not to. I’m leaning towards not caring and saying whatever in front of them.

  • marion

    I swear at work with my colleague. We teach teen mums. It isn’t the teen mums who make us swear. It is the constantly disappointing adults in their lives and the sadly lacking support. Sometimes “shit” is the only response.

  • Happy 34th! I just turned 34 myself in Jan and wow…16 was 18 years ago? That does make me want to faint.

  • God, I love you. I also love that I already knew most of these.

  • Laurie

    Sending this to all my friends who know we test the waters about swearing, too!!! And while we’re at it I love Nikki Minaj on American idol, and blah BLAH when some person says we aren’t supposed to have any other idols than Jesus, that tells me a lot about that person. (i have felt closer to Jesus with what comes out of Nikki’s mouth than them anyway, because she shows love and acceptance pretty damn good!!)

  • Happy birthday Sarah! SHIT I am so thankful I’ve found your writing…it’s so nourishing for my soul. Can’t wait for the book to come out.

  • Lindsay

    Happy Birthday, but PLEASE, do not switch this blog out in favor of one on soap making. I am a horrible crafter and I rather hate crafting. There. That’s my confession, and here’s the rest: I JUST posted a slobbering comment on your guest post by Jerusalem Greer, despite my crafting shortcomings, because deep down I long to be a competent crafter.

  • Love the honesty! Happy birthday!

  • Stacy

    Hi, this is my first time commenting here, and I stumbled across this today. SO timely, because I turn 34 in May, and I have been saying for the past couple of weeks that this is the 1st birthday that I am really not looking forward to? I did the jesus year think, too. Did you know we are as old as the happy meal? Most kiddos in my life find that awesome, haha. Anyways, i think I am going to be a regular reader around here, as I totally appreciate your honesty so much.

  • So – in teaching our daughter that to swear in anger is sin – but to swear correctly is hilarious – we were not wrong? I so get you… and we could totally hang out! I’m sharing this post all over… but you know, mostly with my friends who will get it!

  • I didn’t think I could like you any more than I already do. You just proved me wrong. Happy belated birthday.

  • Nicole

    Fantastic! Laughing out loud (while my husband sleeps beside me) at your comment about no questions. Just today, I gave my almost-4-year-old a question break. He asked me if it had been 10 minutes every 27 seconds. I felt guilty and also justified. Who asks the same question every 27 seconds?! Loved this post (Colin Firth was a bonus)! Happy Belated Birthday!