Yesterday was my 34th birthday. Imagine that.
I've always enjoyed my birthdays, playing it up a bit so people know to congratulate me or even give me a present (I love presents), but this year, what with the Bundle o' Joy turning the Big 1 herself and then coming down with a fever which climbed to 103.6 and maybe just the general fact that after 34 of the things I've finally figured out they're really not that exciting, I forgot all about my birthday.
So Happy Belated Birthday to Me! And I hope everyone survived Earth Day as well. At 38, it's getting a little crinkly round the edges , too.
And here I always felt bad that I only remembered your birthday because it
was Earth Day! It's pretty bad when you only remember that it's your own
birthday because it's Earth Day. Happy Birthday anyway, and I hope you
feel better!