It’s my birthday, Reader. Fiddy-two done snuck up on me.
This?
Apparently represents me, as I was, in fact, born before 1969.
So there you have it.
A fistful of fiddy’s.
Bright pink lipstick.
Matching mani.
Wrinkles to beat the band from years of over-tanning.
And a face of utter contentment.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
Good planning to have it after the time change. You gained an extra hour of being younger!!!
Love ya
i hung onto that extra hour of 51-year old youth lol.
Happy Birthday!
aw thanks!!!