My day, mine, mine, mine!!!

Happy, happy day. I love birthdays, mine at least. My mother woke me up with coffee, bisquits and presents. I enjoyed it a lot. Because it will be a long time till next time. First, I will have to train the people I live with, if I do live with someone. I drove a huge tray of cake on my Vespa to work, it was a sight. Looking forward to my dinner later on, it will be an interresting combination of people... Why do my friends have partners with 15 years in difference? The youngest 15, the oldest 30. Hmmmm... At least there will be cake!