Because you can never have too many

It might be today, September 30th.  Give or take a day.   I’ve known it was coming, however, to be honest, there’s been so much fan fare, preemptive celebration and gift giving it would be hard to over look.  But as to the actual moment, I’ve kinda gotten confused when it officially is.  Last year I missed it, so I have been determined not to drop the ball this year.  But, even after scanning all the old posts from this time frame last year, I can’t seem to tell just when the actual moment is.  I *think* it is today.

The actual moment of what?

The moment when the illustrious Tilly Bud of The Laughing Housewife actually has her 50th birthday.

Well, if I’m right, and today is your birthday, here’s a birthday greeting:

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you.  You look like a monkey, and you smell like one too.

And, here’s a birthday joke for you:

A family had twin boys whose only resemblance to each other was their looks. If one felt it was too hot, the other thought it was too cold. If one said the TV was too loud, the other claimed the volume needed to be turned up. Opposite in every way, one was an eternal optimist, the other a doom and gloom pessimist. Just to see what would happen, on the twins’ birthday their father loaded the pessimist’s room with every imaginable toy and game. The optimist’s room he loaded with horse manure. That night the father passed by the pessimist’s room and found him sitting amid his new gifts crying bitterly. ‘Why are you crying?’ the father asked. ‘Because my friends will be jealous, I’ll have to read all these instructions before I can do anything with this stuff, I’ll constantly need batteries, and my toys will eventually get broken,’ answered the pessimist twin. Passing the optimist twin’s room, the father found him dancing for joy in the pile of manure. ‘What are you so happy about?’ he asked. To which his optimist twin replied, ‘There’s got to be a pony in here somewhere!’

-I can’t take credit for this joke, it’s courtesy of Man Walks Into A Joke

And, because you can never have too many, here’s a birthday wish:

May your box of Maltesers runneth over, and always be calorie free.  Of course, I have to add, that if you like ponies, may you find your bedroom filled with manure.

But, if today isn’t your birthday, then just forget I mentioned it.

Hugs, Janie

**Update**  Today does appear to be Tilly’s special day.

Congrats to us both:  you for being 50, me for not being embarrassingly late to the party, well, less the time difference from there to here.