Yesterday's birthday was a great one. I heard/read greetings from family and friends via my blog, my husband's FB page (long story), Twitter, texting, voice mails and visits. I don't like to make a big deal out of the day, but it truly was nice.
So why would I say it was my LAST birthday? Easy. My birthday gifts. First, let me say right away how much I loved my ALL of my birthday gifts. I know how hard it is for people to go out of their way to find something special and personal . My family absolutely did that.
Second, my gifts ALWAYS reflect how ironic my life is. Plus, if you've been keeping up with the blog, you already know I have to make fun of myself AND my family. Come on, now!!
All day, the older two teased each other about spending "enough" time with me. They kept saying, "Be nice to mom, because... well, you never know!" That's unconditional love right there....for someone. I think.
And so my friends, here are a few ways I may go into that dark night....
#1 Cause of not making it to age 43: Exercise-induced asthma attack, suffered after 32 continuous hours of Yoga.
Reason: Gift from the man: Yoga pants, Size Xtra-Small. XS. Hahahahahahahahahaha. Bless his heart.
I'm going to challenge that 4-way stretch thing..
#2 Cause of not making it to 43: Silicone overdose.
Reason: I would have to be sporting some brand new double Ds to fit in the fabulously large Detroit Lion's shirt also given to me by the man. Long term plan for him? Hmmm. Triple-sized breast enhancement surgery and half of a hip removed so I can fit in those yoga pants....Perfect.
#3 / #4 Cause of not making it to age 43: Choking on my own teeth and high blood pressure.
Reason: These were given to me all individually wrapped. Cavities? Sodium overload? Best hour and a half of my life while I find out???? My family knows me too well.
When I imagine my last meal, (it may be sooner than I thought) It looks a lot like this. Except more circus....Hey!! Where ARE the circus peanuts??*update 8:00pm. I just had the most adorable friend deliver to my doorstep a bag of Circus peanuts. She rocks. Thanks to her and to the power of blogging! Woo Hoo!
#5 Cause: Bleeding out
Reason: I knew the shapes of at least three of those wrapped sweets up there. They were sitting on the table all day long while the kids were at school and the man was at work. I contemplated more than once opening them, nibbling a bit and re-wrapping them. Who would miss a can of cherry coke? A block of chocolate? 7/8 of a Snickers bar? Baby, please!!! Still, I would completely get my share of paper cuts after trying to put all of it back together....
#6 Cause: Incidence to age.
Reason: I really didn't think this birthday marked any difference in age or feeling. It felt like just another day. You're probably saying to yourself that I was being a little paranoid by thinking AGE 42 was as good as it was going to get. I might have thought that at one time too...But finally, I received this card from the youngest:
"Dear Mom. Happy Birthday. You are the best mom ever. I love you and 42 is a big number. 1970-2012And there it is. 42 years, exactly.
Happy "make-the-most-of-the-next-364-days", friends!!