Happy Birthday to me! Happy birthday to me! Happy birthday dear meeeeeeeeee, happy birthday to me!
I most certainly did not sing as I typed that.
Yep... It's my birthday. I'm now 11 years old! Do I feel any different? Uh, no, it's not like a grew a foot over night. The first person to tell me happy birthday was my dog, as I woke up with him wagging his tail and staring at me around 2 AM. Maybe he just needed to go outside, but I'm going with he was telling me happy birthday.
I don't know what else to say... I'm having a friend over and we're going to dinner. Possibly going to see Inside Out afterwards.
I really wanted a new dolly for my birthday, MAG 27, 55, or 61, but I seriously doubt that'll happen.
I honestly don't know why I did this post. Maybe I just wanted more people to know it was my birthday... Anyway...
Bye for now,