So, today is Owen's birthday, and I just burned his cake. I'm sitting here checking up on a couple of blogs, organizing some old photos, and contemplating a post or ten (or thirty) for this blog, thinking, "Gees, I'm getting a lot done in this thirty minutes!" Don't worry I just checked, and I have no idea how long ago the timer went off. Note to self: don't turn on the World's Loudest Dishwasher when you need to listen for the timer.
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Happy Birthday Owen. Be sure to tell him. He'll know its me. ;)
Oh sad! Sounds similar to Meg's b-day... Glad to see you're blogging again...i've missed you!
Tell Evie she is my best friend and tell Owie, happy birthday. And also ask Owen if his burnt birthday cake is yummy tummy-for me-on his birthday.
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