Tomo Pop Blog

I went into work on my fortieth birthday.  I really should have taken the day off.  My office windows were blacked out and the number forty was written all over them.  I knew then that I was going to have an interesting day.  What I did not know was that I would be picking Confetti out of my hair for the rest of the day.  When I opened the door to my office a huge bunch of bits of paper flew down upon me.  I just had to stand there and laugh because it was so much more than what I expected the day to bring.