Happy Birthday to ME!

Don't panic. It's not really my b-day. You haven't missed it yet. However, tonight in Atlanta we went for Mexican food and the fun guys at the other end of the table thought it'd be fun to tell the staff it was my birthday. So I was attacked and there was singing and then cool whip all over my face. This is the beginning of the "celebration". Don't I look surprised and EXCITED!
(Please don't feel like you need to comment on my several chins or the set of twins on the first chin. I think it's stress. Shut it.)