S-I-L Heather turned 40. her hubby Dan was awesome enough to hack into her email and invite just about everyone for a surprise party. and of course, i insisted on marking the day with morbid over-the-hill cookies.
but no one thinks of Heather as old, that's why at lunch the next day, i corrected her siblings' teasing and told the waiter, "no, she's 29 again." happy birthday Heather! here's to another 40. or 29. :)
coming soon, the Daytona 500. and some teapots maybe?