I'm one of those people who LOVES to celebrate their Birthday! I don't mind admitting my real age, nor do I mind getting older. I normally find that I'm the oldest one in a large group of friends, but I'm okay with that for 2 reasons: I'm older, which means I'm wiser AND I look like I'm still in my 20's (if you look past all my gray hairs)!
But really, I can't think of anything better than receiving presents for my Birthday! Actually, I'm not as materialistic as that sounds, but I really love presents! They can be actual physical gifts like shirts and hats and watches and large items like that, or they can be personalized items like a handmade card, doing something thoughtful like sewing the buttons onto my shorts, or even just remembering to call or say hello and I love you! It doesn't matter what you give or how much you spend, cause knowing that you care about it is present enough. I try to explain this to the GF sometimes, but she still gets me the kind of presents I can unwrap!!
So, in a little less than 2 hours, I will officially be turning 34 years old! I have been celebrating for about 15 days now and I plan to continue celebrating for at least another 15 days. Then I have 11 months to wait until I began the process all over again! I will take a small timeout next week for my niece who turns 7 years old...SEVEN! That's the smart one that I'm always talking about...if I could go back to when I was 7, I would remember that I had an older brother who was a butthead, carpet that was a bit shaggy and greenish/yellowish/orangish in color. I had bangs and actually wore the color purple. And I'm pretty sure I hated wearing dresses back then too!
|This wasn't it, but this is how I remember it!|
Anywho, Happy Birthday to Me! Next time I talk to you, I'll be just a bit more mature! Who am I kidding...a bit less!!