Monday, November 15, 2004

oh yeah, I had a birthday.
I turned 33 last Friday. Whoop-de-doo. My boss at the restaurant gave me a bottle of champagne and I drank almost all of it in one sitting. I also (and you will be proud) went to the gym with my workout buddies. They gave me presents and I kicked their ass. (I am training them.) I am not a certified trainer, but they decided I had the most knowledge of the 3 of us, and actually do EVERYTHING I tell them to do. It is so fun. I love bossing people around, I've learned. It is amazing that they trust someone who has a purple knee from flying off the stairmaster after "accidentally" pressing level 10 without realizing it. *blush* Yes, its true. I have fallen off BOTH the treadmill and the stairmaster now. No one comes to my rescue anymore. It's like "that's just Cheryl falling off the machines again".


Anonymous said...

happy birthday crazy dogmama
happy birthday crazydog mama
happy birthday crazy dog mama
happy birthday to you. :)
ps-maybe you should invest in a crash helment and knee pads. heh

D said...

Happy Birthday! (a little late)

Maybe some neosporin and bandaids for the treadmill scrapes?

Anonymous said...

Happy Belated Birthday!!! Woohoo!