Today is my birthday.
I am now officially one year older.
I was going to let this year, this anniversary slide by with nary a thought, but someone had other ideas.
A certain someone named Shawn Burns, otherwise known as Backpacking Dad.
Shawn got it in his head that my birthday needed to be celebrated. So he wrote a very lovely post dedicated to me and paying tribute to the friendship I have so generously bestowed upon him this last year.
While I love the fact he obviously has nothing better to do with his time other than to write odes to random mommybloggers on their birthdays, I feel compelled to set the record straight.
I am not FORTY.
I am in fact, 33. A young 33.
I would also like to point out that I do not have six double chins as the picture he posted of me implies.
Just so y'all know.