Don't you feel like crap when you forget someone's birthday and then remember a few days later? What's worse is when you then remember you talked to them on their birthday and never said a thing. Well, I wanted to save you that guilt by letting you know The Fresnan turns one today.
And like a one-year-old, The Fresnan is still trying walk, spits up a lot, sticks things in electrical sockets and isn't poddy trained. But we're learning.
Thank you for reading and listening to this blog's Fresno filled gibberish over the past year.
-Mikey aka The Fresnan
