Am waiting for clarification from Catwoman as to whether using a smiley which says "you are crazy" is the same as saying "you are paranoid" as both imply mental illness.

I find this post very rude actually (even without the smiley).

Ooops just noticed your post Bod

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETIE mwah mwah mwah

 am i too late ....happy belated bithday

Happy Birthday Dude

And I too am very late thanking everyone for birthday wishes

BTW - the Japanese food was excellent and we went to the correct one!!!

Last night I was having dinner with friends and the subject turned to "our most embarassing moments".  My friend told us this story:-

She had recently had a baby and she had had a particularly bad night with her.  The next morning her husband woke her and said that she would have to drop him to work in the car that day.  She hurried out of bed, grabbed the baby, and they set off to the next town, where he is manager of a bank.

After dropping him off, she realised that she had forgotten her house keys....even worse, she had not thought to bring her cell phone.  Turning back she parked the car in the town again and sat for a few moments crying, realising what was ahead.  Finally she wiped away her tears and got out of the car, walked through the busy pedestrianised square, full of early morning shoppers and people rushing to work, and finally walked into the bank and asked for her husband so she could get his keys ................ wearing baggy old pyjama bottoms (with a very sagging bottom!), a cropped pink sleep top, pink slippers, a scruffy old cardigan, no underwear, very messy hair and no makeup!!!!!

Just to make her day REALLY complete, when she got home and looked in the mirror, there was baby sick on the shoulder of the cardigan!!

I didn´t know if to hug her or roll on the floor laughing.... so did both!

I had a similar situation when taking the trash out. I thought I could just sneak around the building and put it in the bins. I was not quite as badly put together as that lady, but certainly not in any condition where I wanted to meet anyone from the outside world.

A car honked and stopped and my ex-boss got out of his car.....I could have died!

Now I make sure to comb my hair and put something decent on to take out the trash.

I´m so glad this thread resurfaced.  I remember reading it at the time and almost made a comment but decided against it. 

Hilarious Aenigma, I forgot how entertaining you can be at times .

One day I met a sweet gentleman and fell in love. When it became apparent that we would marry, I made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans.
Some months later, on my birthday, my car broke down on the way home from work. Since I lived in the countryside I called my husband and told him that I would be late because I had to walk home. On my
way, I passed by a small diner and the odour of baked beans was more than I could stand. With miles to walk, I figured that I would walk off any ill effects by the time I reached home, so I stopped at the diner and before I knew it, I had consumed three large orders of baked beans.
All the way home, I made sure that I released all the gas.
Upon my arrival, my husband seemed excited to see! me and exclaimed delightedly: "Darling I have a surprise for dinner tonight."
He then blindfolded me and led me to my chair at the dinner table. I took a seat and just as he was about to remove my blindfold, the telephone rang. He made me promise not to touch the blindfold until he  returned and went to answer the call.
The baked beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the pressure was becoming most unbearable, so while my husband was out of the room I seized the opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg and let one go. It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a skunk in front of a pulpwood mill. I took my napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me vigorously.
Then, shifting to the other cheek, I ripped off three more. The stink was worse than cooked cabbage.
Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, I went on like this for another few minutes.
The pleasure was indescribable. When eventually the telephone farewells signalled the end of my freedom, I quickly fanned the air a few more times with my napkin, placed it on my lap and folded my hands back on it feeling very relieved and pleased with myself.
My face must have been the picture of innocence when my husband returned, apologizing for taking so long. He asked me if I had peeked through the blindfold, and I assured him I had not.
At this point, he removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests seated around the table chorused: "Happy Birthday!"

I fainted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well I don´t think your friends will be coming to anymore of your surprise birthday parties!