It wasn't until a few years ago when I learned that lots of people make wishes when the clock reads 11:11. I thought I was entitled to wishing at 11:11 since it's my birthday, but apparently 11:11 is lucky for everyone. Woot! Even better than that, yesterday was my birthday: 11/11/11! Now I know you're jealous. To ease your burden, please feast your eyes on this, the product(s) of my birthday weekend thus far:
I may have a problem. Or at least my waistline may have a problem if I don't get some hungry friends over here quick!
Plus, thank you to all our service members and veterans who I share my birthday with each year. You will always have a special place in my heart.
