Due to vacations, my department didn't host my birthday party until this afternoon. It was fine with me as it is more fun when one can drag it out a little. ;-)
LaVonne, one of my bosses, is shown cutting the delicious chocolate cake she made. The group sang to me, and then I blew out all but two of the candles. I think that means "there's hope!"
Here is the little poem one of my co-workers added to my birthday card. It is to the tune of
A Little Old Lady from Pasadena:
The little old lady from Austin, Minnesota
Go Donna, go Donna, go Donna go
Has a pretty little house with a white wool ruggy
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
But parked in her rickety old garage
Is a nearly new shiny red Super Stock Buggy
And everybody's saying that there's nobody dearer
Than the little old lady from Austin, Minnesota
She works real fast and she drives real hard
She's the terror of Old Shakoppee Boulevard
It's the little old lady from Austin, Minnesota
If you see her walking down the hall don't try pass her
Go Donna, go Donna, go Donna go
She's gonna get her work done and fly to Japan, and then Seattle
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
When she gets back she'll jet off again,
Going see grandkids in Rhode Island
And everybody's saying that there's nobody dearer
Than the little old lady from Austin, Minnesota
She works real fast and she drives real hard
She's the terror of Cub Foods parking lot
It's the little old lady from Austin, Minnesota
~Instrumental~
Go Donna, go Donna, go Donna go
~Instrumental~
Go granny, go granny, go granny go
Bethany guys in vans come to race her from miles around
But she'll give 'em a length then she'll shut 'em down
And everybody's saying that there's nobody dearer
Than the little old lady from Austin, Minnesota
She works real fast and she drives real hard
She's a terror out on Old Shakoppee Boulevard
It's the little old lady from Austin, Minnesota
It has been a very nice birthday. Thanks to everyone who helped make it so special.
1 comment:
Too funny. You really should have a bigger engine put in your Beetle. Six-cylinders with NOS would be great! You could have it lowered, chipped out, put in a kick-a stereo, neon skirts underneath. Then you really would be the Terror of Old Shakopee Road.
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