Well Happy Birthday to me! And what a birthday it is. Cake, prezzies, sleeping in, and a cake surprise that is bound to blow my skirt up. I am one lucky birthday gal!
When I realized my 19th birthday was rolling around...again...I knew I wanted something special for my special day. I refuse to make my own cake on my birthday. So I decided to send Movita Beaucoup an email begging her to bake one for me. She willingly jumped at the chance to make a cake for her favourite blogger in the whole wide world. Then she said she'd get back to me about mine. Diva. I swear that woman has nothing better to do so why would it be hard to bake a cake for little old me. I sent her some threatening letters telling her I was going to hop on my unicorn and ride on over to Nova Scotia and sit on her doorstep till I got my cake. So I sat there for about a week before I realized I was at the wrong house. Me and my unicorn, Unie, went door to door all over Nova Scotia till we tracked down the slippery little ballerina baker girl. Did you know she is wanted in 9 states and 3 provinces? I'd tell you why but she might beat the mofo-ing crap out of me. She's scrappy from all that dancing, and she's strong from all that bread baking. I mean I'm tough but she's agile. Ever seen a baker ballerina throw a roundhouse kick, it's a scary for cripes sake.
I finally just slipped her a gazillion dollars and she agreed to bake me a cake. She's cool like that. I wonder if she's discovered it was monopoly money yet? I figured she's so busy with classes and crap it would take months for her to figure it out. By then I would finish the cake and ride her coat-tails of fame all the way to the bank. See, us Canucks are smart little buggars. Always one step ahead of the law. I just hope my jetpack comes in before Movita hunts me down. I have a sneaky suspicion that broad could outrun me and football tackle me to the ground and sit her scrawny ass on me making me say uncle till I agreed to pay up. So I've got a backup plan when this all goes south. Which it's sure to do.
So make sure you head over to Movita Beaucoup's and see all the nice things she's saying about me cuz it's my freaking birthday. I mean who would be mean to someone on their birthday. Cripes, what the hell was I thinking. It's Movita. I'm probably being raked across the coals over there right now. I mean who writes snarky comments about fellow bloggers. I mean I would never...
Okay truth be told I adore Miss Movita even though the last time she visited she called my kids crappy and told everyone about our secret unicorns. But I still love the woman. She makes my heart happy and most days I visit her site I end up peeing in my pants a little bit. That's the mark of brilliance people. If you can make me pee from laughing we'll be best friends for life. When we're old me and Movita will be sitting on the porch of some old age home wearing depends and telling stories that make absolutely no sense but laughing anyway. Cuz we're cool like that. I love you my crazy mofo-ing friend. One day I'm really coming down there so we can tear it up and get into some major old chick trouble.
To help celebrate my birthday I thought I'd throw you a surprise unbirthday party. And give you prezzies. Cuz I'm cool like that. One lucky reader will get a $30 Amazon Gift Card courtesy of the birthday girl. Here's the deets:
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That's it. Why complicate a birthday with a gazillion other bonus entries. Leave a comment and you are entered. Simple. Easy. Peasy.
Open to U.S. and Canadian residents. Winner can chose whether they would like an Amazon.com or Amazon.ca card. Winner will be drawn on Sunday January 27th at midnight. Winner will be drawn by random.org. Good luck.
Thanks to Movita for making me a cake, making me smile every single day, and showing us all even old broads can pursue their dreams. You are an inspiration woman. Plus you make me pee my pants. So I love you.
If you don't stalk Movita already, and really who doesn't, you can find her on Facebook, Pinterest, Twitter, Flickr, and Instagram. Seriously woman, when do you have time to bake! Also have 2/0 call hubs cuz I want an IPhone something awful and maybe he can work his magic. Ah, who am I kidding, I'll just go buy one and tell hubs it was a gift from my bestie. He'll never suspect a thing. Instagram here I come. Watch out world!
A big thanks to all my readers. Those of you who left comments on my Breakdowns, Birthdays and Finding Balance post blew me away with your stories and kindness. I promise I will respond to each and every one of you on Monday. I am truly touched by the comments everyone left and the flood of emails that came in after I posted it. I was so nervous about putting it out there. You've made me feel so loved and I am so moved by all the personal stories you all left. Together we can do this thing.
Toodles and Birthday Smoochies! xx