With optimism, here's a slightly different type of post from the perspective of a formerly high-risk for viruses baby boomer who lived to be 56 today! I recently (just 10 minutes ago, while pouring my first cup of coffee) interviewed myself on my birthday (aka, today). I hadn't even been up 15 minutes and my… Continue reading A Birthday Interview with a Baby of the Baby-Boomers
Tag: Birthday Gifts
It’s not the birthday present I wanted
Just to be clear, the arrival of a winter storm was not on my wish list for my birthday. Period. No matter how well it was planned and orchestrated by Mother Nature. Even if she created the perfect climate for wet-stick-to-the-fence-kinda-snow, (think snowman building sticky) making it easy for me to notice it. She was… Continue reading It’s not the birthday present I wanted
The morning I went MIA and a birthday wish
What do those two things have in common? You'll see, trust me. So yeah, after the shoe debacle and all the hubbub about wanting to see them, I've decided the reveal has to wait. What? Sorry... I got lucky and a really cute guy is taking me away for the weekend. To see something adorable… Continue reading The morning I went MIA and a birthday wish
A perfect empty nest friendship gift
I've discovered, as a little birdie in an empty nest, alongside a handsome Mr. who humors me, we can do this empty nesting thing. Well, not really, we're both still learning. But, we know we/I'd have to one way or another. It is inevitable. All parents go through it. At least I'm not alone, even… Continue reading A perfect empty nest friendship gift
How to survive birthdays that fall on major holidays
I always wondered about the kids whose birthdays fell on holidays - how did they feel when their birthdays rolled around each year? Did they feel cheated or blessed or a little of both? Did they just hang around waiting to see what got celebrated first? My birthday occasionally (maybe once or twice, I can't… Continue reading How to survive birthdays that fall on major holidays
The day after my birthday dinner
It happens every year - my birthday, that is. (Oy...we're on Day 3 or 4 of mentioning it, I'm suspiciously sounding like a narcissist...Yikes!) It's my blog, I can write whatever I want. So there. And yes, it was my birthday yesterday. Anyhoo...after a grueling day of work, I celebrated my birthday with Mr. who… Continue reading The day after my birthday dinner