My wife has a dear friend at work. She had baby Emily approx. one year ago, and yesterday was the celebration. My wife is near godmother status to add a little more background. They must've spent $250,000 on this party to add a little more.
We walked into Emily's party and it was all fun, gaiety, and smiles until she got a look at me. From across the room she went right to auto-stinkeye with the lower lip starting to quiver. Then as soon as I opened my mouth, she let loose. At first everybody thought it was another guy who walked in with a really loud shirt at exactly the same time, but I knew better. Every time I was in the same room with her, the fun and games was over and she'd be spying me with one eye. The monster at the party. I smoked in the back yard for most of the afternoon. If they had any decent rum I would've been tempted to help them with that too.
Happy Birthday Em, many happy returns of the day