Day 1: If I had a nickel for every time I've heard someone say 50 is the new 30, I'd take all those goddamn nickels and hurl them violently at the person who coined the phrase.
Lots of folks have taken time out of their busy days to wish me a happy bday on Facebook, which is nice.
I took the day off from work, which is also nice, because work just sucks it.
I'm celebrating today by dropping my van off at the shop, so they can investigate this jerky phenomenon in what I believe is the transmission. But I know about as much about cars as I do about quantum physics, so it's probably just a dead cat stuck in the engine.
Later, the ladies and I are lunching. Somewhere. We don't know when or where. That's how we roll.
Then Jeremy might have a game, depending on the weather. The most important game of the season! So I won't be needing that birthday manicure, for I will have chewed all my nails off.
I'm off to bathe and have the birthday. I'll be back.
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I'll be waiting.
H.
Every time I read your blog, I read about things I've said to you that make you mad. Ha!
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