Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Happy Birthday to Me!
It’s my birthday! Today, I am twenty-five years old. That’s a quarter century. Sounds like a lot to me! I can now rent a car without paying extra fees. Our car insurance dropped again. Other than that? Well, there’s nothing big about turning twenty-five except that I’m another year older. I survived another year.
Tonight, we’re going to see Fiddler on the Roof with Harvey Fierstein. That’s all I asked for this year. I asked for some posters to be framed last year, but we still haven’t managed to go and make that happen, so it’s still outstanding, and that’s okay. (It’s a couple of Singin’ in the Rain posters that I’d like to hang either in our bedroom or our computer room.) Other than that? Low-key. We’ll get a half-cake from Giant Eagle, maybe, and Joyce brought in brownies for everyone to celebrate my birthday.
I love my birthday. It’s the one day of the year that I feel absolutely okay with making demands for things and being absolutely selfish. After today, I’ll have to turn around and be normal again, because it won’t be my birthday anymore tomorrow. It’ll be someone else’s. But for this one day of the year, it’s all about me!
Here’s to another year and more!










