Today is my birthday--I turn the big "46". I'm okay being in my 40s, but I think 50 is going to be a bear.
A good birthday story: In our courtship, Cathy threw me a surprise birthday party. She got me out of the house by saying we were going out for ribs (my favorite), and then she "forgot" her billfold at my house, so we had to go back. I walked in the door, and a dozen+ people shouted birthday greetings. My response... I turned to Cathy asked "does this mean I don' t get ribs."
7 comments:
Happy birthday! I hope it's a great one. Maybe you'll get ribs this time? ;-)
happy b day bro, who's in the pic? The foreheads & cheeks don't look like sabos or wrights...
Thank you Dave. Come to think of it, I never did get those ribs!
Hey John--it's a random picture. Don't have any digital pics from that long ago (though I intend to convert some).
happy birthday, Brad. How bout some of that all frosting cake you and Floyd were dreaming about earlier ;-).
Now that's an idea, Ben. maybe frosting on ice cream?
Happy Birthday, Brad! This message does not supplant 6 people singing poorly over the phone lines, so don't get your hopes up!!
If you come over Friday, we are set to have ribs...
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It's too bad about the ribs, but hopefully you got some today. I guess social interaction can take precedence over ribs every once in a while.
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