My Facebook memories assure me that we have been celebrating Ben's birthday in the exact same way for like 3 years. But next year? When he turns 40? We have GOT to remember NOT to celebrate the day before we spring forward because DAMN. I coped with a hangover and a missing hour of sleep by taking the kids out to my favorite greasy spoon for plate-sized pancakes and sausage. Then we went to our favorite hole-in-the-wall for lunch (including an app of fried green beans), and now I plan to drink a vodka and soda and go face down in a Costco pizza. TODAY WAS A CHEAT DAY. I ate waaaaaay outside my 8-hour window, AND the only fruit I had was jelly beans.
LAST TIME WE ARE BOTH IN OUR 30s and celebrating one of our bdays. WHAT?!
YOU CAN SEE MY DONUT.