Well,
If that's my birthday present, I'll take it. It will beat what she got me last year. Last year on my birthday she walked into the room and said, "Get the **** out of bed and get your lazy *** to work. My boyfriend is coming over and we don't need you wandering around the house."
So I got ready and called you, if you'll recall. Told you, "I'm running late, gimme 20 minutes before you show up." I just hate it when you show up and I'm here and you have to act like you're there to see me and come up with some phony excuse.
So I finally got out the door and gone, and instead of going to work I headed straight for BobcatBess' house. Happy Birthday to me!! ;-)