HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAUREEN!

I hope that you have a very happy 28th birthday. I also hope you remember more of yours than I did of mine. On mine, as many of you will recall, I was busy watching Aaron Boone hit a home run to beat the Red Sox. No, wait a second. That was my 27th birthday. Crap. What did I do on my 28th?

And, in other news, I just stabbed my left ring finger with a cocktail sword. I can’t believe I did such a thing! I was throwing away the paper wrap from a delicious sandwich I just had for lunch, and I forgot that the sword was inside the paper. I zealously crumpled up the paper, and the sword pierced the paper, and later, my finger! Can you believe such a thing? I, for one, cannot.

Finally, I just had the pleasure of listening to this conversation between an Ecuadorian co-worker of mine and an American co-worker. The American, Dayna, stated to Berenice (Bear-Ay-NEE-Say, though we also call her Berry Nice, as she is very nice), “Berenice, here’s the pen that I stole.” Berenice’s response was simple, “Yes, but that was a long time ago.” End of conversation. So, I guess squatter’s rights apply, or at least the stupid saying “Posession is 9/10 of the law.”

Hope you all have a great day, and in particular, you, Maureen!