The Nature of Being a Leo

I can't help it, really I can't. When it's my birthday (a date that I had nothing to do with) I need to shout it from the rooftops. I tell checkout people, cashiers, the mailman, anyone who will even feign interest. I love my birthday and it sucks a whole lot of crappy crap that I have to go to a macroecon marathon class tonight. But if I can't enjoy it, y'all can. So here is a pretty rose bouquet made especially for you from my garden just this afternoon. Enjoy!