November 5th was Sonja Lasagna’s birthday. I did not wish her a happy day. I’m a bad friend. I blame it partially on my pregnancy brain, partially on the fact that we weren’t in the country and partially on Sonja’s fiance not reminding us. And since two of those options are my fault, I’ll choose to have Contributor Mark shoulder the blame on my behalf.
So here it is…a belated but well-intentioned birthday wish. I hope you’ll forgive my tardiness.
The birthday girl at her finest:
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Sonja - You’re going to feel even worse – my birthday is actually November 6th. Ha! 😉 Ah, don’t worry I except the baby brain/I was confused by the bright lights of the city of Sin excuse. My dad’s birthday is November 5th and Mark’s Dad is November 8th so really, I’ve been celebrating all week.
Thanks for the bday wishes!!!
Shannen - Ha ha ha ha…oops.
I’ll blame Mark for that one too. Not that he had anything to do with it, but it makes me feel better about being so forgetful.
mark - I was going to remind you, then we thought it’d be fun to see how long it’d be before you remembered.
It was a team decision.
Shannen - Mean. Both of you.
Sonja - That decision was made yesterday so don’t think Mark was going to give you some kind of heads-up before or even on the appropriate day.
dan - We should run a caption contest on what Sonja and Mark are thinking in that last one. I’ll start it off:
Sonja: “That jujube I just ate was neither ju nor jube. Ew.”
Mark: “You’re not going to be able to tell where my hands are in this picture. Awesome.”
mark - dan, you’re at least 50% correct.