Sadly, I admit that Mike is way out of my revenge league. Knowing him, any attempt at retribution would be countered with him using my hideous work photo as his avatar again. So for the record, I really am just 28. And we never got to the virgin margaritas in the pool, we ended up hanging out at rob's parents house, eating way too much cake and drinking way too much decaf. I was up peeing ALL night, so at least I feel like I have a birthday hangover today. Damn squashed bladder. But as an extended birthday present, tomorrow we go for the ultrasound to find out if it is a boy or girl. woo hoo!