It's My Birthday, and Someone is Already in Time-Out

I'm a very humble person. So as a birthday tribute to your favorite fellow blogger, I've devoted this whole post to myself.


Awww, thanks, self, you're so good to me. Us. Whatever.


Yes, well, that's what I--we are here for.


Hey, self, did you know that someone is in big trouble today?


Oh really? Well it can't possibly be me, I'm immune to any punishment today. I also don't think I should have to hand out punishments, either.


Yeah, well, maybe you should have thought about that before you let your raging PMS take over any coherent thoughts. It's always good to remind males of any upcoming important dates, no matter what Aunt Flo says.


Whatever! It was a great idea. You just don't know what you're talking about. Maybe the silent treatment he'll be getting will give him time to think about what he's done (or better yet, what he's forgotten to do).


Okay, then, self, I guess you can't really be mad about something you KNEW was going to happen.


Oh yes I can!! It's my birthday. I'm allowed to be unfair, if that's what I want to do.


Alright then. Guess there's no hope in talking sense into you--us.


Happy birthday, Michelle!

Why, thank you, Michelle!