My baby boy turns 28 today. I don’t know how that’s possible since I’m only 38, but funnier things have happened.
I wish you all the best and hope you have a wonderful 28th year.
I’m headed off to take everyone to The Mandarin for dinner now. I hope I can breathe by the time I get home after all that food. Even little tastes of everything, makes for a shitload of food. I guess this year’s new year’s resolution will have to do with dieting (again).