Happy Birthday to Cicada!

It's Cicada's birthday today. I won't tell you how old she's turning, but I will tell you what my present to her is: I'm going get some of her eggs frozen. Shhh! Don't tell her! Now that I have a job, I can do things like that. I hope she likes it.

I would like to tell a great story about Cicada on this, the day of her birth, but there are just too many.

There was the road trip we took to California to hang out with Amyjane where we almost ran out of gas in the middle of the Mojave desert. That was not good.

Then there was the road trip we took to the Utah Shakespearean Festival. That was good, and we didn't run out of gas at all.

Also there was the time where she edited my dissertation, which I hold directly responsible for its kicking trash.

There was the time where she wore the really great outfit with the fabulous bag and kicky shoes. To be honest, though, that happens a lot.

Also there was the time when I had to send her home from work because her skirt was too short. Even though it wasn't. But the person who told me to send her home was kind of a rabid crazy pants and wouldn't listen when I tried to say that there was nothing wrong with her skirt. It's just no good trying to tell insane people that they are, in fact, insane. Because they never listen and then they decide that you're out to get them and they run you over with their car and then you're dead and can't stick up for your employees at all. So I think I told her to go home & change but not to clock out. At least I hope that's what I said. Cicada?

Anyway, happy birthday and best fertility wishes.

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