I apologize in advance. There will be very few exclamation marks in this post
(“Who are you and what have you done with Dani?!”) and it will be quite brief.
Why, you ask? Because I celebrated my birthday yesterday.

Basically this, but the Dani-dachshund should be wearing a little party hat.

One or two (or five) pints of IPA has resulted in this book rep feeling all of her many years, at the ripe old age of **
(this age has been censored for the protection of the aforementioned book rep.)

You may have beaten me, birthday, but I have a whole year to rally myself for the next one!

-Dani “Birthday Girl” Farmer