Today, May Day, I turn 30-and-eleven-twelfths.
I’m slightly more freaked out about turning 31 than I was about turning 30.
But I’m distracting myself with things I want for my birthday:
Number one: a hedgehog. Specifically, THIS hedgehog:
Look at that nose! OhmygoditssocuteIcouldeatit
Number two: a doona suit, aka the Lazy Patch:
This outfit would be perfect for my freezing cold house, and especially for working at my freezing cold glass-topped desk at home.
Number three: a slanket – the best blanket ever:
Okay, so this guy looks like a monk taking an afternoon snooze, but look at the functionality with the sleeves! It’s pure brilliance.
And fourth: I would like to be Bo Obama:
What I would give to be cute and fluffy and be allowed to run around with THE Barack Obama and be his loyal companion. Sigh.
What else should I want for my birthday?