On my birthday, I wish for many great things! Oh, who am I kidding? I just wish for a spot on the couch and a piece of birthday cake!
Most birthdays involve remembering old times. Fortunately for me, I can not even remember what I did, even five minutes ago!
Today, I celebrate my birthday! I have a feeling that I will look back on it, for years to come, full of regret…so, today is no different than any other day!
Some days are more glorious than others! This day is not one of them!
As I commemorate my birthday, I do not just see someone who is a year older, and has wrinkles. I also see someone with gray hair!
I celebrate my special day, still full of wonder! I wonder where my car keys are, I wonder where I parked, I wonder why my hip does that thing, when I walk…
Usually as a person ages, they grow more into adulthood! That is funny, because I am still building forts, in my backyard! Cheers to my birthday, and to never, really, growing up!
Best wishes to me, on my birthday! Every time my birthday occurs, I do not count the number of years that have passed! I count the number of procedures I have had! I am only up to three, so I am good!
On my birthday, I realize that some people may say that I am over the hill. They may call me old… they may be right!
With age comes… aches, crankiness, and forgetfulness! But there is cake! There is always cake!
Happy Birthday to the most glorious and intelligent person that I know! Myself!
With many people’s birthdays come a sense of responsibility and maturity…phooey to that!
Today, I celebrate my 30th birthday, more determined, than ever…to keep pretending that I am twenty-one!
It is my birthday, and while I should know better, I really do not! Cheers to me, anyway!
As I wish myself a Happy Birthday, I can not help but think of all of the things that getting older brings with it….wait, what was I saying, again? Oh, well!
Wishing myself a very Happy Birthday! Cheers to another year of mishaps, shenanigans, and other somewhat adult behavior!
To be another year wiser, braver, and better must really be something! Maybe next year!
Turning a year older has made me wonder about certain things, like how much longer can I get away with telling people that I am twenty-five?