Speaking of the brother, he wrote me this birthday wish: "Have a very happy birthday with a heart full of joy, sugar plum fairies, gumdrops and pixie laughter." The humor on him. I swear.
Want to know the first thing I did for my birthday? l canceled my birthday party. Why? Because it was my birthday wish to go to bed at nine o'clock! How sad is that! I hadn't even hardly invited anyone before I made Larry start calling people to say to hell with it. Fetch me a glass of Geritol wine! I'm thirty now. I also made a double birthday wish. I wished for someone to mop the kitchen floor. Then I wished for the dog to observe a five-inch no-fly zone around my face. Ever since he got shaved (a story for another day), he's been needing constant reassurance that we still LOVE him, and think he's HANDSOME, and find him to be the FURRIEST BEST. Very needy. Very in my face. So I wished for that. The no-fly zone.
Then I took a nap. With the dog sitting on my forehead.