Holy Cow, I’m 25!
The twins were finally born sometime this morning. Yes, folks they waited for my birthday 😉 . Talk about stealing my thunder, eh? Hehe. Just kidding. Thankfully, everybody’s doing great.
I’m still at my cousin’s house babysitting and I’d probably be here for a while to look out for my nephews. I can move my birthday plans, I’ve had them for 25 times now anyway. Lol. I started celebrating last night eating fastfood from Burger King, thanks to Bass who dropped by after work and now my Kuya just got home bearing sausage mcmuffin and french vanilla for me. So I guess you won’t be seeing a post here entitled “Skinny at 25” anytime soon.
Happy Birthday to Me!