The clock just struck midnight and I am officially a year older.

I’ve been sitting here reflecting on birthdays and why they are such a big deal. Earlier tonight I found out that the evening plans I thought I had locked in for my birthday now have to be altered slightly. True to form, I acted like a princess on her birthday and have been pouting most of the night. It was nothing major really, but you know when you have a vision of how something is going to happen and then it doesn’t happen that way? Yeah that totally sucks…

Two quickie birthday stories to share.

My darling Mother called me a few days ago to ask what I wanted for my birthday and what I would like her to make for my birthday dinner. I told her I wanted a pink pony and lasagna for dinner.

Mom: “I can’t believe how old you are getting!”

Me: “Gee, thanks Mom.”

Mom: “No, that means I am getting that much older too.”

Me: “Again, not super helpful.”

Mom: “You know, I used to be upset about getting older. I would look in the mirror and just think ‘oh my goodness I’m so old.’ But you know what? It’s okay because everybody else is getting old too. I’m not alone and neither are you.”

I don’t know that it made me feel better, but it did give me some food for thought. After all, getting older is inevitable. Nobody is going to get any younger.

But that’s not going to stop me from trying…

Tonight my younger sister swung by to bring me some fresh basil and visited for a while. As she was about to leave we had the following conversation:

Staci: “Well I’m off. I can’t believe in a few hours you are going to be twe–”

Me: “TWENTY TWO. Yeah, I can’t believe I am going to be twenty two again either!”

Staci: “Twenty two? Why can’t you be twenty s-”

Me: “I’m turning twenty two again. You can turn twenty two again too on your birthday and we will stay that age forever.”

Staci (smiling): “OK. Sounds like a plan.”

Blogfully yours,

The Birthday girl

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