Today: Birthday boys.

This post will be short and sweet (but not nearly as sweet as the two pounds of frosting I used for last night’s cake… whoops.)  Today marks the 30th birthday of a very important person, and the 1st birthday of a very important non-person.

I can’t believe Jimmy is 30!  It seems like just yesterday 24 years ago, we were out back catching salamanders.  Or he was, and I was following him around.  He is, without question, the best older brother a girl could wish for.  He is kind, compassionate, funny (sometimes even on purpose), well-read, well-traveled, an excellent cook and (this is not an overstatement) a complete genius.  During my freshman year at BC (his junior year), we took a class together.  Naturally, he got an A.  I got… slightly below an A.  His brain works in a way I will never really understand… same goes for his arm while dancing.  Forget The Jersey Shore, Jimmy invented fist pumping.  In fact, that could be his tag line.

And, if we believe the slightly sketchy papers we received from the breeder, Clark is one year old today!  I think that means he’s seven, but I don’t really understand dog years (or dogs, for that matter).  I tried to wake him up so we could celebrate, but just rolled back over.  And then ninja kicked me with a hind leg.  Perhaps he’s actually thirteen?

I’m off to bake some peanut butter and oatmeal dog treats.  For Clark, not Jimmy.

Also On Tap for Today:

• BOSTON COLLEGE HOCKEY is #1 AGAIN! Our Eagles are National Champions.
• Recover my camera
• Clear out my closet– does anyone know of a clothing donation site in Southie?
• Do Sunday things

Are you an April baby?  Who do you most look up to (shorties like me look up to just about everyone, whether we want to or not)?