25 Years of Me

Thanks to my friend Lindsey, I am well aware that not only is today the annual celebration of my birth, but today's particular year marks the official age at which my body starts to kill itself. From here on in it's all Depends undergarments, Fixodent denture cream and the non-stop loss of bone mass. Oh, and cake, lots of cake! And maybe a Lemondrop martini.

Thanks to everyone who has helped with the celebration--your thoughts and gifts are much appreciated!