Today's birthday really snuck up on me. I don't have many complaints because I still get carded...probably out of pity from waitstaff and cashiers, but I'll take it where I can.
And while I don't normally ask/want birthday gifts, I did jokingly tell my husband that I certainly wouldn't refuse a membership to this:
Mind you, despite my deep affection for bacon, I don't think I could quite stomach the membership cost, let alone the shipping rates. But I can still dream the salty cured dream.