Fortieth Birthday Post #2: The Penultimate Birthday Post

Things I've learned today:

Type the word "fortieth" enough times and it begins to look really, really
weird.

Not many words rhyme with "forty".

The African Grey parrot at the Petland in Chelsea sells for $1400.

There are more small dogs running around Chelsea at night than there are
small children.

Burgers & Cupcakes twice-fried french fries are cooked in peanut oil.

At some point, 39 posts in one day is a hell of a lot.

Birthdays are quite pleasant when the temperature remains in the 70's.

The combination of Hawaiian punch and cupcakes really wires my children. But when they crash, they crash hard.



Forty is Sporty (Lordy!)