I survived doomsday, so maybe it wasn't doomsday after all. Maybe that happens when you turn 30. 365 days until that happens. I would write a birthday recap, but I'm still processing.
I will leave you with this instead:
My 5 year old nephew is working on rhyming. He said to my sister "you know what rhymes? Mommy and Zombie."
My sister replied "well, not really. But what would you do if Mommy was a Zombie?"
My nephew answered "beat you up, because you're not my mommy anymore if you're a zombie."
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