yesterday was my birthday, and amy made me the worlds biggest birthday card out of the cardboard that our new armoire came in. she’s a doll like that.

we had cake and she bought me a memory foam pillow. Chili mac sang happy birthday to me from inside the womb, but nobody else could hear it. Amy thought it would be funny to buy 26 trick candles that resist being blown out. which just about cost all of us our lives. you can’t pick out 26 candles in time before they melt all over the cake. and these trick ones shoot sparks all over the place. yeah, so that was fun. we ate barbecue (or maybe that was the day before) and saw a big car wreck…