Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Happy Birthday to me

Did you know it was my birthday? Not that I really care anymore... I mean, do you really care after 21 anyway?

I always get a kick out of how people ask you if you feel older - exactly how much older are you supposed to feel from yesterday? Seriously - I don't feel any older today than I did yesterday.

Anyway, I'm 35 if anyone cares. I sure don't. And I sure don't feel 35 either. Ok, a few joints and muscles do, but overall I still feel like I'm 20-something - and occasionally, on a good day, you might catch me feeling like a teenager.

So yeah, what did I get? That's the other question I hear. Shouldn't my MOM be getting presents today? Considering she passed away years ago, I can't get her a present, but why do the people who were born on a certain day get the presents? They didn't do any work - the moms did! Get the moms presents... it's all so backwards.

But I did get presents. My daughters got home from school and ran up to their dad and said "give me money" and then ran out the door to buy me presents. I got a shoe necklace (it's beautiful - for a 10 year old.) that I proudly wore to dinner tonight at a steakhouse, a birthday balloon starring Garfield (Demon #2's favorite comic), 5 Reeses' Peanut Butter cups from Demon #1 (she knows me soooooo well) all wrapped up in a leopard print gift bag (again, they know me well!). So 2 out of 4 is really good for the demons.

I also went and got my drivers' license renewed today. Tomorrow I would have been driving illegal.

That was my day. Pretty average, really. Just another day... and just one day older and not feeling any different.