Thursday, February 10, 2011

So It's My Birthday

Yep...it's my birthday.

And if not for creepers online, I would tell ya'll how old I am. Since there ARE creepers out there in cyber land, I can only tell you that I am closer to 50 than 40. I am totally okay with people knowing my age. I honestly have never gotten the whole, "A woman doesn't like to tell her age," thing. What's that about anyway?

In China, age is something to be honored. Maybe I should move there.

Unfortunately, Jeff had to be out of town for my big day. There goes my day at the spa!
Well, a girl can dream, can't she?

I've been getting some odd email lately.

I logged in this morning and was excited to see that thanks to F*cebook, I had lots of birthday greetings. How fun! And wow...some of the comments were really sweet. Thank you, everyone!

Then my eye caught some other emails.

AARP. They somehow think I'm old enough for them to start spamming me. Every.Single.Day.

And then there was the ever-favorite, "Pajamajeans." As if the Pajama Gram wasn't bad enough...now there are Pajama Jeans. So hey...you never have to get dressed. Just wear pajamas that look like clothes. They are "stylish, sexy, comfortable and soft." Just lounge around your house all day, go to bed without changing and maybe even get a second day out of them if you aren't a terribly stinky person. And only $39.95! What a deal! They also come in 8 different sizes. Wow... I can hardly wait for mine to arrive.


And then there was another another email with the subject line:
"Ascertaining Your Awesomeness. "
Wow, really? Who wouldn't want an email like that?
It was spam.

Figures.