Yesterday was my birthday. It lived up to its nickname of Black Saturday. Now, I know when we talk about Black Friday that’s a good thing because there’s money and shopping involved. Black Saturday is not the same. Black Saturday means bad things.
It lived up to its name. No, it went past it. Way past. I’ve been sick from a headache, it was a holiday weekend at the end of a busier than usual week, let us just leave things there and never speak of it again. Also, George Michael did not tweet me a Happy Birthday message.
Thank you to all who stole a few minutes away from your busy weekend to wish me well on Facebook, I enjoyed hearing from each one of you. Now go forth and BBQ, let the summer begin!