A friend brought over two candles for my cake this week and popped them on the counter.
I looked at them and could not figure out for the life of me how they could possibly be mine.
I know that sounds foolish but I really have not thought much about the numbers lately. Those devils took me a bit by surprise.
They looked so ugly to me lying there on my counter. Fatty, frumpy 5 and boring, steadfast 1.
