Happy Birthday to me! So… this is 50!
It feels weird and unremarkable, and yet as much as I know that turning 50 is still quite a big deal… I’m having a little trouble feeling it just yet.
Tagged: birthday time
42: birthday anxiety
It was at brunch this past Sunday that I really started to think about it, even though I’ve already been asked by the boy about our upcoming plans for my birthday. Just one month away, it’s not even a milestone,...
40: the big (?) four-oh…
As I just received what is likely my last birthday gift this past weekend, I suppose I can safely say that birthday time has now ended. Especially as all of my grandparents have passed, so there won’t be any strangely...
metro: platform or runway?
*taps mic* Is this thing on? Anyone still out there? Yeah, it’s been a while, but between indulging in birthday shenanigans, and sorta realizing that I’m not as able to recover from birthday shenanigans as I once was, I needed...
books: a modest bestiary
My alarms go off at 5:15a and 6:05a in the morning and I’m usually woken up by the middle of an international story on NPR or if I hit the snooze button, The Writer’s Almanac.
birthday: gauntlet? thrown!
I suppose this is a technical win, since it’s wishing me a happy birthday and not an early happy birthday, but it’s still a win. Thanks karona! Are the rest of you going to let her get away with that?...
time: like a clock of the heart
Actually, it’s nowhere near that poetic or new romantic. To be honest, I’m ready to see the past year put in the ground. I’m just shy of a week away from my birthday and one gets into a state of reflection…
time: birthday week, birthday week…
I am still deriving far too much pleasure from adding whatever word I like after “birthday” and singing it to the tune of Birthday Sex by Jeremih.* I was lucky (?) enough to hear this song during brunch at Tonic...