June 30, 2006

Knock! Knock!

A little while ago the front doorbell rang and I caught a glimpse of nicely tanned and muscled male legs in brown shorts running back toward his big brown truck. In his wake was a fabulous little package:

Yay! Someone special sent me a birthday cake!

As I was waiting for best friend Susan to arrive so we could enjoy a ladies' lunch, I heard a knock at the door.

Thinking Susan was early, I ran to the front of the house.

No Susan.

It was God knocking.

At least it was his messengers in the form of Jehovah's Witnesses.

Oh, yeah.

How lucky can a girl get?

*sigh*

Posted by Christina at June 30, 2006 10:32 AM

Comments

Oh, you were lucky! ;) But at least you have cake!

Posted by: Theresa at June 30, 2006 11:32 AM

Happy Birthday! That cake RAWKS! Are those flowers real or edible???
Wow...
And the JWCrew showed up too, how fun was that? It must be a theme this week, I just wrote about them the other day...

Posted by: Lisa W. at June 30, 2006 11:36 AM

Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday Ms. Chrissy,
Happy Birthday to you!!

I hope you have an absolutely wonderful birthday! May this be the beginning of a spectacular year for you.

Hugs!

Posted by: Audrey at June 30, 2006 12:19 PM

I haven't left a comment yet but I enjoy your blog and your stories very much.

Just wanted to say Happy Birthday!

-MT

Girl Trip

Posted by: MAD Tripper at June 30, 2006 01:07 PM

Like carpenter ants, Jehovah's Witnesses swarm about this time every year, right after they get all pumped up at their annual "Armageddon-Is-Near" convention. (I believe they've been gathering annually for about 125 years now. If they keep this up, eventually they'll be right about that end-of-the-world thing.)

Posted by: Bob at June 30, 2006 04:19 PM

a flower cake? how cool, that bobo is sweet peeps.

happy birthday girlfry! we'll play in a couple of days!

Posted by: shoe at June 30, 2006 06:55 PM

Happy Birthday!!

Posted by: Dana at June 30, 2006 07:11 PM

Happy birthday.

I'll even spare you the song I normally sing to the missus. Okay, maybe just a few bars since everybody's asking:

The ole grey mare she ain't what she used to be
Ain't what she used to...

Wait, stop, please put down the knife.
PLEASE....

Posted by: phin at June 30, 2006 07:49 PM

Happy birthday, girl! Hope you had a great day!

Posted by: Ann at July 1, 2006 01:39 AM

I'm Late, I'm Late for a very important Date. Which seems to describe my life of late. Happy Birthday Chrissy.

Posted by: Tink at July 4, 2006 08:05 PM

Oh, dear. I lost track of time. Happy Birthday, belatedly and that cake is gorgeous.

Posted by: Beth Donovan at July 5, 2006 04:21 PM

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