It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to, cry if I want to. ♥♥♥♥, now that little ditty is stuck in my head, yours too now I suppose. You’re welcome.

Sheldon is turning, gasp, 25 years old! This is simply not possible, I cannot be the mother of a grown ass woman. Like really grown up, not the young adult that tries to insist you can’t tell them what to do because they are over 18. As you make their cell phone, tuition, and car insurance payment.

In my head I am still that thin, happening, young mom of thirty five. So essentially, I had Sheldon when I was 10, no problem, I can accept that. Until I walk by a mirror and see the wrinkled neck line and cellulite that has now turned doughy. Maybe I’ll just dim the lights and take off my glasses so I look a bit softer and more fuzzy.

Sheldon and the Brit are still living away from the mother ship of Arizona in far, far away Pennsylvania/Maryland but I’m jetting in for her big day. I’ll get to see their new adventures on the east coast including spending the day at her new job as a shiny new middle school math teacher. I am Show & Tell. Since everyone should have their favorite meal on their birthday below is hers.

Beef Stroganoff
1 pound beef cubed
½ cup flour
Salt and pepper to taste
3 tablespoons olive oil
2 cans beef consume
½ cup sour cream

Combine flour, salt and pepper in a bowl. Dredge meat in flour mixture. Heat oil in a large skillet and brown meat on all sides. Remove with slotted spoon and place in a saucepan. Add consume and cook on medium heat for 20 minutes covered. Add sour cream and cook until heated throughout. Do not boil. Serve over hot egg noodles.

As a big surprise, I’ve created a Prezi presentation that shows our little flower 25-year evolution. Shhhh….I’m not telling her until her actually birthday. It’s like fancy Microsoft PowerPoint, a little exposure tip from Beer Girl.