Dwight:Michael would like trick candles for his birthday cake, so make that a priority.Phyllis: Where do we get those?Dwight: Not my problem.

Today is O.G.'s 89th birthday. I took her to breakfast and told her she could choose anywhere she wanted and I wouldn't complain. (That was probably the real present right there, me not complaining.) She chose IHOP, which I am kind of EH about, but whatever THIS IS ME NOT COMPLAINING.
So we headed there to which she said, 'Wow! They make good pancakes!' Hello, we weren't at the International House of Steaks, of course they'd make good pancakes, why is this a shock?

After that I was all set to take her home when she decided 'Hey let's exercise and go for a walk.' Lord. I don't walk anywhere I own a car. Of course this is also why she is a spry 89 years old and I am almost half dead in my 30s.

Luckily she just wanted to walk around the local farmer's market. That works for me. It was 75 degrees in January, so the weather was perfect. The flowers were in bloom and the fruit was gorgeous. I know the rest of the country is in a deep freeze, but here by the beach we are livin' large.

At the end of the day she just wanted me to stay and hang out. As much as she hates her birthday I know that she is particularly lonely since my Grandpa died. I was happy to sit with her and let her enjoy her birthday. As long as exercise wasn't involved. Screw that.