Happy Birthday… to me.

Yup, that time of year again. This year I am officially the answer.

For the entire year. I hope that works out for me.

In more amazing news, Al’s parents sent me a great gift. They tracked down a copy of The Buffy-Porson – A car you can build and drive (the book I talked about in this post).


It was very cool to flip through the pages and have the memories flood back. I remember many of the steps in the construction as if it were yesterday.

Have I ever mentioned how amazing I think my in-laws are?

4 thoughts on “Happy Birthday… to me.

  1. Why is it that whenever anyone sings the Happy Birthday song it sounds like a funeral dirge? Could anyone have written a more depressing tune? Other than "O Canada" that is.

    Oh, and my blog doesn’t have a SOCAN performance license, so please refrain from singing any songs that have royalties due.

  2. I’m dating a woman who has a five year old son. I thought about “The Buffy Porson” the first time I met him, so I picked up a copy from the local library. I’m reading it right now and it’s just as you said, it’s a trip down memory lane. 🙂

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