Birthday Present

My birthday was a week ago. Yes, 36 years old and still acting about half that. For my birthday my mom made me another quilt and a pillow to use on the couch. She again did a great job with it and I love it. Here it is.
But the thing I found even better was the card she gave me. As you may or may not know, whenever I give someone a card, I always write a poem that starts out with "Roses are red..." Well my mom took a page out of my book and wrote me a poem. I think it is pretty funny. Maybe I get my sense of humor from my mom?

Thank you again mom.