Happy Get Fatter for Free Week!

Yep, it's my birthday week.  I'm turning...well you don't need to know that.  A woman never reveals her age or her weight.  All you need to know is that I'm old, and I'm fat.

My birthday is a kind of a big deal to me. I just love the excitement of it.  I love being spoiled.  I love cake!  I mean, I REALLY LOVE CAKE!!!!  I used to have friends that don't like cake, but I didn't need that kind of negativity in my life so I unfriended them.

The best thing about birthdays is the countless emails of free food that you get.  Olive Garden. Famous Daves.  Red Robin (Yummmmmmm). Cafe Zupas.  and the list goes on. And on. And on.

Except for Thanksgiving and Christmas, it's the one week of the year that you can eat to your heart's content without the guilt.  Or the calories.  Oh, you didn't know that any calories you consume the week of your birthday don't count?  Well, now you do.  You're welcome...it's my birthday gift to you!