Makin' a wish

I've already consumed my own weight in sugar and chocolate, and my birthday isn't even 12 hours old. Damn, I love June 2. The celebrations will continue throughout the day, but let's give a big shout-out to the kids who took me to breakfast, sat through the waitresses singing "Happy Birthday!" to me, and sneakily paid for my food (Maryanne). And thanks to Dwayne and Vicki for leaving a chocolate donut on my desk this morning. Every morning, and not just national holidays, should begin with treats in my office. In my opinion.

Oh, in case you haven't figured it out or somehow didn't get the memo, today (and I say this in my most humble voice) happens to be my birthday. In the words of Turk, "Say it!"

And for the record, I enjoy all birthdays and not just mine. So it's not just me being selfish. I'll celebrate everyone's birthday. Although, let's face it, I do love mine in that extra-special way.

Okay, now I have to go play "Oregon Trail" with my class. I love teaching.