It's My Birthday!

Today is my birthday, I’m 39. I remember when 39 was a lifetime away. Now the bright lights of 40 are within my sight and I’m wondering where the last 20 years went. I’m ok with 39, I mean 40 is the new 30 now. I don’t really feel 39, but I look every minute of it courtesy of Jack and Sydney. I have so much gray hair at this point that it looks like I had gray highlights put in professionally. I also have to watch the caterpillar that wants to crawl across my upper lip when I’m not watching. I’ve reached that point, the one that requires me to tell the nice lady at the nail salon to go ahead and wax my upper lip and chin rather than doing my eyebrows. I have to prioritize. I can pluck my eyebrows. Have you ever pulled a little hair off of your upper lip? I’d rather have a monkey punch me right in the crotch. Repeatedly.

I had a good birthday. I always have good birthdays. The only one I can remember being bad was my 26th and I’d rather not get into the specifics of that one. When I was 10 I had 4 birthday parties. That was a very good year. My 21st birthday was a memorable one, it kicked off the summer of ruthlessness that I still look back on fondly to this day. OK sometimes with shame but the good kind. On my 30th birthday I met my Bob. Actually that was when I realized Bob was right in front of me, ripe for the pickin’. I’ll get into that story next month on our anniversary. Last year Bob threw me a surprise party! Unfortunately I was deathly ill with a horrible, either sinus infection or perhaps the flu. I don’t remember much of that birthday except that my doppelganger Andy made me a coconut cake and I couldn't taste it. That sucked.

Today I woke up to balloons everywhere. Jack and Sydney each got me a card and signed them. Jack was watching the Spongebob movie and so the card has all the characters from the movie, INCLUDING the Goofy Goober. He’s the little brown guy with the blue dancing cane.



Sydney gave me a princess birthday card, with a ton of balloons. She then proceeded to spill root beer on it. You will see that she also drew Spongebob on her card.



Bob made me a cake, and my parents came for dinner. My mother in law and Bob’s cousin from Chicago came by for dessert. It was a nice, quiet, birthday. The best kind.