ah, what a day to be alive! happy babmas everyone!
i hope all you
were awake while it was still dark, party hats at the ready, awaiting the prime time 7am upload of babs with her birthday cake to celebrate the 45th anniversary of the day the grellow one made wet san a mother!
imagine turning 45, and your priority being getting a photo of yourself posing with your cake at the crack of dawn because
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while being unable to resist the urge to immediately tear into ehr gifts like an overexcited toddler, and share photos of every present you recieve - prior to the upcoming "what I got for my birthday" vlog, where she brags about the presents she was given and flaunts her gift hoard in its entirity. her birthday was over by 7am - as she announced it was time to "get ready" to go see ABBA. presumably as a way to avoid feeling forced to spend time with the kids - fumignv that her birthday fell on a weekend and she couldn't spend the day enjoying her own company while the kids were at school - she's dedicating HOURS of her day to apply her layers of crayoned-on make-up and sqidge her body into that gaudy dress? or is she going to a toddler matinée performance to ensure she doesn't stay out past her toddler bedtime?
tbh, the only thing that could have made this day any better is if babs had opened her advent calendar and been shooketh to find a fudge. i would have SCREAMED. my whole family would have SCREAMED. sitting here, surrounded by yellow balloons, to celebrate the day that the kween graced the world with her presence, the lack of fudge was a cruel disappointment!