In celebration of my recent 30th birthday (30! And I feel just the same as when I was a 20-something, can you believe it?), I would like to say a few things.
1. I am married to the most amazing guy. John secretly planned for my mom--MY MOM!!!--to fly in the night before my birthday. As a surprise! I love my mom, I love surprises, and I love birthdays. It was the best combination of events ever. (John and Mom, you've set the bar awfully high for future birthdays. I don't know that this can ever be topped.)
2. I have not yet, and probably will never, outgrown my love of dressing up and feeling "fancy" and going to an event. We went to a play at the Round Barn Theatre of Amish Acres in Nappanee, and I was the only one there in a dress. With a matching spring-y handbag. I looked completely out of place, and I felt fabulous. (That may be due, in large part, back to item #1. John kept telling me I looked stunning. Thank you, love.)
3. I have no intention of letting this birthday slip silently into the past. I want to keep celebrating. So, in that spirit, I am hosting a giveaway. I have a fun little handmade present that I want to send to the winner of my newest contest. These are the rules.
a. Post your favorite (clean) joke in the comments.
b. I (being the birthday diva I am) will pick the joke I like the best on Saturday, April 25, and mail a prize to the submitter of said joke.
Can it get any simpler than that? I submit that it can not. So joke away.
To kick this off, I want to share my favorite joke from high school (and it's still one I like quite a bit).
Q: What's the difference between elephants and plums?
A: Their color.
(wait for it)
Q: What did Tarzan say when he saw the elephants coming?
A: "Here come the elephants!"
(wait for it)
Q: What did Jane say?
A: "Here come the plums." She was colorblind.
Hardy-har-har, I know. But it got me nearly kicked out of my 11th grade Sports Medicine class for laughing so hard.
Go ahead, my friends. Make me laugh.