It was my burfday this past weekend. I'm now 27 and have to start doing something with my life soon. Please, God, don't make me be an assistant forever.

Somehow I managed to come back from my snowboarding trip (free for your bday) with more food. Turns out the cabin my co-worker/friend hooked us up with was in use by her mom. Also turns out she likes to feed people and treat us like rock stars. Each room had a mini set up of a coffee maker, selection of teas/coffee, mini shampoos/conditioners, towels, and a little selection of fancy cookies (which I did eat all of). Then the entertainment room had a tray with wine, on ice, with glasses for either Red or White. I mean, really?! I felt like such a celebrity. I was tempted to trash the place and/or throw a phone at a maid.

Right before I left for the trip I got a package from my parents. This was after I told them not to get me anything except maybe a gift card or money (as I'm about to go into hiatus for the TV show I work on). I should have known better. Inside was an untold amount of mini gifts including: Star Wars cookie cutters, Green Tea with Brown Rice tea bags (so good), cookies (yum), PJs, Parks & Recs season 2 (hilars), pitchas of the fam, and perhaps the best gift of all...

Yeah that's right a Betty White Calendar! So far I think March is my fave month:

Does it get any better?! Actually as I say that I think, yeah if she was dressed as a Jedi and rocked a lightsaber. OR she's in a lightsaber fight with Chuck Norris - who by the way wrote an autobiography called "Against All Odds." And yes, it is as poorly written as every Walker Texas Ranger episode I've had the pleasure of viewing on TV Land could be.