Today is my birthday! Please don’t ask how old I am now; that particular question is personal and acutely invasive. It would place me in the awkward position of having to tell you to mind your own business—bless your heart.
Just kidding.
Actually, growing another year older doesn’t bother me one little bit. The alternative to growing another year older is a downer and sure would bother me. Getting to stick around for another year is a priceless gift.
My Baby Sister and I have winter birthdays that are only two weeks apart [five years and two weeks, that is] so we try to celebrate our birthdays together. Last year, I milked the occasions for four birthday dinner celebrations: one for her birthday, one for mine, one joint birthday celebration, and one on Super Bowl Sunday—which happened to fall on my birthday in 2013. I suppose all those birthday celebrations could have been aired in an episode of American Greed.
Yes, happy birthday to me. Aside from all those luscious birthday dinners, I received the gift of spending more time with my loved ones and getting more hugs and kisses from my grandchildren. I received the gift of seeing more of my children’s and my grandchildren’s accomplishments this past year—and seeing more of their comic antics.
I also saw another year’s worth of God’s comic genius, of his quirky sense of humor, of those little jokes he plays from time to time on members of the human race like the Polar Vortex. His best joke of last year: He actually had Miley Cyrus convinced that she is sexy and that people want to see more of her tongue. Ha-Ha! Good one, Lord. I’m still in stitches.
Birthday gifts are great fun. My Baby Sister gave me two dressy T-shirts because she says my T-shirts are not feminine enough. I don’t agree. I have one that says: “If a man speaks in the forest and there is no woman to hear, is he still wrong?” How do you get more feminine than that?
I hope to be around to celebrate more birthdays for a long time to come. I’m not ready to go to Heaven yet–presuming I will go Heaven, that is. At certain times, I’m not sure that my going to Heaven is a given.
One of those times occurs when I’m writing and I must sully my keyboard with some of the naughty words with which my characters insist on expressing themselves. Shameful. They make me want to wash my keyboard and my fingertips with penicillin.
Then there are the times when I experience a twinge (more like a stab) of envy when another writer experiences publishing success of some kind. I always feel petty afterward, I always remove the pins from the little doll afterward, and I always repent and sincerely congratulate the successful author afterward.
If I don’t go to Heaven, if I go in the other direction, I’m certain of the culprit: my writer’s mind. I don’t know if this happens to other writers, but my writer’s mind takes me elsewhere mentally no matter where I happen to be physically. I’m embarrassed to confess that I have been known to lose focus when I’m in church during Sunday mass. My writer’s mind wanders in the direction of my current work in progress. I find myself plotting when I should be praying. I’m hanging my head in shame as I write this, even though I know it is bound to happen again. ::sigh::
Macho Guy will be back from playing golf very soon, so I’m going to cut this short and get gussied up for my birthday dinner—and birthday cake, lots of chocolate birthday cake and ice cream. Mocha Almond Fudge, of course. Mmmmm. 🙂
What? I forgot to tell you how old I am? Well, they say the memory is the first to go.
13 Responses to “Happy Birthday to Me”
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Happy Birthday, Lana! I hope you have a wonderful birthday. Thanks for all you’ve done for MMRWA over the years and for your wacky sense of humor. I always enjoy your posts and get a good chuckle. Enjoy your day and especially the ice cream!
I had a terrific birthday. I had long, fun chats by phone with Firstborn and Little Brother, and I had an extra scoop of Mocha Almond Fudge. ::starts licking lips just thinking about it:: 🙂
Happy Birthday, Lana. I hope the sun is shinning on you (it is midway down the state) and that you find a way to enjoy dinning out for the rest of the week. I’m with you. This getting older may have its drawbacks, but it’s definitely better than the alternative.
Enjoy the day.
Maris
It was a foggy, misty day today, what Macho Guy the Golfer refers to as liquid sunshine. Does that qualify? I did manage to get in a pre-birthday dinner while my Baby Sister and BIL were visiting, so that makes two birthday celebrations. I’m not sure I’ll ever match my record of four again. 😉
Happy birthday! As usual, such a pleasure to read your blog posts – you crack me up. And I now know that I’m not the only person to say I love getting older, because its way better than the alternative. Hope you have a wonderful day. 🙂
I had a wonderful day to be sure. I’m so glad you enjoy my blog posts. That’s a terrific birthday gift–thanks! 🙂
Happy Birthday, kiddo. Always enjoy your posts.
Thanks, Di. Now I’m older than you again–for eight months. 🙂
I had my pre-birthday dinner at (wait for it) P. F. Chang’s. I didn’t order the Great Wall of Chocolate for dessert this time–surprise!. I was going to, but our waitress tempted me with the banana spring rolls and coconut ice cream. OMG! That was so, so good! I’m glad I tried it. She even put a lighted candle in the scoop of ice cream. Happy birthday dessert. Happy tummy. Happy me. 🙂
Happy birthday Lana! I love birthdays and the extra attention Here’s wishing you a very happy one!
Happy (??) birthday, Lana. Thanks for giving us the gift, this post. Have you been hearing the news reports about older people and memory? Seems ‘we’ don’t become absent minded as we age, we just have so much information stored in our brains it’s hard to get to it all. Swear to God, it’s the truth! Works for me.
I believe those news reports too. They make perfect sense. They work for me as well. 🙂
Thanks for the birthday wishes. Sorry, but I really can’t tell you how old I am–because then I’d have to kill you.
Happy Birthday! I agree that another year older is a wonderful way to celebrate and even with the polar vortex, you are spending the holidays in warmer temps than home!
Enjoy!!
Melissa
Thank you! Goodness, every time I watch the national weather, I give thanks that Macho Guy and I are down south and that the temperature here is well above freezing now. It wasn’t last week. Still can’t believe that. At least it warmed up for my birthday. 🙂