BEFORE IT'S OVER

If you heard a rumor that today was my birthday, you were not misled: it was! It happened. It still is, I suppose, for another 45 minutes or so on this coast. Originally I wasn't going to do anything, because I have a party planned on Saturday, but other friends of mine informed me that this was a stupid idea -- that to do nothing today would be essentially unamerican. And they were right! We went out to dinner and I got my hands on a dessert I haven't been able to eat in months, and it was fantastic.

Also, we made up a new word whose meaning you can probably infer. It's a verb: to vulve.

Usage:

"Did she vulve him?"
"She totally vulved him."
"Dang."