Hello Mr. Tummy! I thought you were gone!

A quick shout-out to Amanda and Sharon for the bodacious birthday tulips! I couldn't believe it when I saw a big box 'o flowers for me. Nobody sends me flowers! (Are you reading this, husband?)

I'm having a party tomorrow for, well, me. (And fellow birthdayans SWMNBN - "she who must not be named" - and Chintamani.) It's probably tacky to throw yourself a party but I'm not known for my class. I'm feeling a little anxious about it. There's cleaning required. Lots and lots of cleaning. And baking. And general party food purchasing. What do people like to eat at parties? I'm skipping the fancy brie and fruit platter for something a little more low-rent. I'm thinking bagel pizzas and Doritos. But what do you all crave? Weight Watchers would SOOOOO not approve of my week. The roll of belly over my (new!) jeans doesn't approve either. Fuck 'em both, I say - until next week, that is.