Monday, November 06, 2006

O Captain my captain

It is my boyfriend's birthday today, and I thought that, in honor of the occasion, we could all sing a little birthday song to him, OK?

Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, dear Ethan
Happy birthday to you

Thanks, everyone. That was really nice. Has anyone ever told you that you have a great singing voice? Well, you do. No, really. I mean that. Good job.

I would like to report that I have a lovely romantic evening planned for me and Ethan later tonight, but shockingly, he hasn't been returning my calls. I think he's still a little upset that I didn't like his first book. Really, honey, a little constructive criticism was all that was. Let's let bygones be bygones and move on, OK?

11 comments:

-R- said...

Heh.

Stefanie said...

R--What happened to your blog? It seems it has vanished! And that makes me sad. But I'm sure you're already on top of that and stressed out enough about it as it is, without me going and pointing it out. Anyway, hope you're back in business soon. :-)

-R- said...

I have no idea what the heck is going on with my blog. I think it is ok now...

Anonymous said...

If Ethan calls you, would you have him have my husband George Clooney text me or something? I haven't heard from him in . . . well, come to think of it, I've never heard from him.

Stefanie said...

Ha. Will do, Other Girl. :-)

Anonymous said...

Dude. He is H-O-T. Excellent post title, by the way.

Stefanie said...

GG--Indeed he is. Hands off, though; he's mine.

Red said...

Ethan, really! How do you feel about Reality Bites? That shoud've made it onto my movies-I-know-by-heart list.

Stefanie said...

Red, you might say Ethan is my Vedder, if you know what I mean (and I'm sure you do).

And of course I love that movie (though I haven't seen it in years, so I can't say it's committed to memory).

Anonymous said...

your boyfriend is a hottie! ;)

Stefanie said...

Indeed he is. (Seriously, I could stare at that photo for at least a week.) Like I told GG, though: hands off; he's mine! :-)