Yay Me!

I had a birthday, shout hurray! You want to sing to me today?

Today is my 26th birthday. John's got a few surprises in store for me tonight, including dinner. I love when I don't have to make dinner! John gets all stressed when it comes to buying me gifts or surprising me in other ways. He worries that I won't like whatever it is he got or is doing for me. He wants to talk about it and tell me ahead of time to make sure I'll like it. But I don't let him because I love, love, love surprises. So while I sit here in anticipation and excitment for this evening, he's sitting at his desk working on an ulcer wondering if I'll like my surprises. Thing is, 99% of the time, he gets it perfect. (that 1% was a necklace he got me for Christmas one year that didn't fit my football-quaterbackers neck, so I don't think it should count, but he does)

Here is a list of things I would love for my birthday but have no chance in heck of getting them:

A puppy
A horse
No poop (I can nix this one already)
No spit-up (this one too)
A nap (small chance I'll get this one)

A girl can dream, right?