I was sitting at the computer checking email. I had finished 2 cold fried eggs and a lukewarm cup of coffee. I don’t normally drink coffee. Something about making my face puff up like the girl in C&theC Factory. But for those oh-so-special-times [like birthdays, traveling or the stress of having visitors] ~ I guzzle.

 

2 cups today.

 

The eggs and coffee weren’t hot because Brian had brought them at 8 to surprise me for breakfast. It wasn’t really a surprise since he had asked the night before for my order. But it was still sweet.

 

So I got bkfastNbed on my birthday. AND I GOT TO SLEEP IN

        UNTIL 8:30! Yahoo! yAhoo! yaHoo! Yes.

 

Like I said, I was sitting at the computer checking email. Brian ever-so-smoothly slipped my cellphone onto the desk beside the keyboard. I noticed. I didn’t say anything. Then . . .

beep/twinkle/beep (it’s the Tinkerbell sound):

 

“Happy Birthday sweet princess!”

 

Another beep/twinkle/beep:

 

“I enjoy our life together!”

 

Another  beep/twinkle/beep:

 

What? I’m just going to tell you everything?

                                  Some things are . . .well,      

                                                                               u know.