Maybe it's easy to love having a birthday at 35. But the way I see it you only have two choices. You are either blowing out candles with your name written across the cake or laying under your name written in stone.
So . . . bring'em on.
And why not, it's a day all about ME!!!!!!
No dishes, no laundry, people are willing to do things for you they normally wouldn't.
The only saddness I have on my birthday is that the great story teller of February 12, 1972 passed away a few years ago.
Every year for my birthday my Grandma would tell of the worse snow storm she could remember and how hard it was to get to the hospital when she got the call from my folks to come pick up my sisters. Then she'd tell about my sisters singing in the car. And so on.
It was a warm embrass when she'd share with me how wonderful the day was when I entered this world. Snow storm and all!
4 comments:
Every memory of her makes me smile. I am glad you have those memories to hold on too. I hope you have a great day- and hope you know that I wouldn't do anything for you today that I wouldn't do for you some other day. Hell, I may even wash them dishes for ya. YAY for birthdays and really stinkin good point about having your name above you or blowing out them ole candles. I'll try calling here in a while. I am at work and I have a research paper due partly tomorrow so I am swamped. Love ya!
Jenorey
i love the pictures. haha. I was scared you had put up an embarrassing one of me, so I was glad to find it was just you looking like a goober-being held up by your mama. hope you enjoyed your "stick" salad!Its too late now, but tell Kelly (?) I said hello!
Hmmmmmmm, would that be from your ELUSIVE sister??? The ELDEST?
Love to all of you!
K.
lol... nope, it was Jenorey again. Btw... loving YOUR blog KColln, real creative! ;)
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