Ain't we lucky we got 'em - Good Times!

This ole broad turned 39 on the 11th. My last year in the 30's and they're already giving me shit! My oldest is about to have her head handed to her! Next time the step father calls up with a "poem", I'm hangin' up! Hello, 40 is the year to make a big ruckus. I know, I know. I had a tombstone, "Caution...OLD person" crime scene tape, and many other obnoxious Over the Hill type decorations for Huz's 40th. It seemed so funny back then, 6-ish years ago... I thought I had PLENTY of time! Well here it is-right around the corner. Pay back's a bitch.

SO LEAVE ME IN PEACE FOR MY LAST YEAR IN MY 30's, ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

They threw me a swell shindig last night, though! Great friends, tons-o-kids, sledding in the dark, yummy eats, fun times. I now own the warmest coziest slippers on earth(they're like sleeping bags on your feet), my fav new shirt(see previous post), a LED head lamp(Welcome to the 20th century!), and a Barak Obama Christmas ornament among other cool gifts.

The Prof in green crocs cleansing his pallet before the next whiskey tasting.

The lovely Nature Lady

Burp......

Huz makes the rockin-ist cakes...