judypatricia

I don't think I've ever had a birthday go so quickly before. Nor do I remember one so mild in temperature. Two little cakes, a handful of balloons, a nine-hour workday. Life decided to send me the gift of a customer I had to ring uphockey's own Gary Bettman. And if it was not him, well...he has a duplicate roaming Manhattan, possibly so all assassin attempts strike this twin instead of the real deal. I didn't mean to stare, but I definitely had a "Huh!" type of moment.

Thanks again for the happy birthdays.