Be vewy, vewy quiet.
Mrs Tin does not like to feature on this blog.
Mrs Tin does not like a fuss being made about her birthday.
Mrs Tin certainly would not like anyone to know her age.
So this post has never been written, if she ever asks.
But today is a special birthday, for a very special girl.
Happy birthday, Mrs Tin xx
Happy birthday Mrs. Tin. Did she like the iron?
The look on her face was one I will never forget…
*Whispers*… happy birthday Mrs Tin.
xx Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday, Mrs Tin, and many many more of them
You don’t have your sorrows to seek… If he really did buy you an iron, it will probably count as justifiable homicide
“A friend never defends a husband who gets his wife an electric skillet (iron) for her birthday”
Erma Bombeck
You’re on your own buddy! Mrs. Tin, I’m sure he got the iron for those magic elves that iron all those dress shirts for work every week! Now what is he really getting you?
I will be celebrating in 4 days. It will be the twenty-second anniversary of my fortieth birthday! And I better not get another Iron!!!! Happy, Happy Birthday to the lovely Mrs. Tin
Mrs Tin? Never heard of her. {happy birthday anyway}
Mrs Tin will never know that I wished her a happy birthday too!
And a belated birthday Mrs Tin! (And if I was you, I would turn it into a birthday week, I find that so much more satisfying).
She is making the point that she will be (insert age here) for an entire 12 months, so trips, gifts, etc can continue to happen throughout that time.
And just to be totally clear, I DID NOT BUY HER AN IRON.
(She already has one).
Happy belated birthday Mrs Tin.
Many tintinnabulations!
Hippo birdie to her!