I can no longer be trusted
Yesterday was a beautiful day to turn 30.
It was a beautiful day to spend driving around in L's convertible with the top down, walking the dogs at the Palace of Fine Arts, visiting the Presidio, making pigs in a blanket...hey, it's my birthday, I can have pigs in a blanket if I want to.
I think Ozzy had the best time of all.
I'm just glad I was able to resist the temptation to have a party a Chuck E. Cheese.
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Happy birthday. Since 40 is the new 30 that means you're only 20. And if you truly do act your age, I suppose you are eight.
I totally would have come to a Chuck E Cheese party. Especially if they let me play in those net things and in the ball pit.
Totally! Next year, I'll be old enough to drink!
Sadly, our local Chuck E Cheese is in what I'd call a less desirable area. You'd be sitting in the ball pit with a bunch of 9 year olds wearing do-rags.
And thanks for the wishes!
happy birthday girlie! looks like the weather down there is GORGEOUS, can't wait to be there.
i also hear ya on the chucky cheese thing...the only thing that stops me is this idea in my head that sometimes fond memories are ruined when we revisit them in a different time and place. remember the stage with the life sized singing chucky characters? i bet they're all slow moving with distorted voices now, bunches of confused and scared kids crying and asking to go home.
the presidio and pigs in a blanket were much safer choices.
Suggested caption for Ozzy's pic: "A dog and his destiny." He's just ready to conquer the world!
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