Older Than Dirt?

The kids had the house all decorated and clean when I got home from work yesterday. They even made me a cake, well, two actually. One chocolate and one funfetti. :) They had candles going and presents wrapped and took me out to dinner, my choice! It was so great, you'd think it was my birthday or something... I got new pots to replant my blueberries in and I got a super cool mosaic mirror and dirt. I got dirt - wrapped in pretty paper with a bow and everything. I hope they didn't give me the dirt as a not so subtle hint that they think I'm older than it...the dirt. I don't feel older than dirt. But then again, to a 16 and 17 year old, 29 must feel like one adult diaper away from death. Yea, that's right, I said 29. GOT A PROBLEM WITH IT?!?!?!?!?!?!

After dinner last night, I remember why I don't take my daughter out in public very often. We were at a steak house and they had A-1 steak sauce on the table. I hear a weird sniffing noise and looked over to see my daughter coyly holding the A-1 bottle and looking at me with a silly grin. She likes the smell of A-1 sauce and was sniffing it while waiting for our food to arrive! It's a good thing I don't get embarrassed or something like my daughter huffing steak sauce might just do the trick.

I'm going to get some cake and torture the kitties with some of the balloons floating around here. Bye.