And Now it Begins
The countdown for my 37th birthday has now begun. (you know I just had to ask my hubby how old I'm gonna be - I swear I keep telling folks I'm 35) LOL. Dayum I had to kinda think about that one for a minute. I don't know WHY my azz keeps thinking I'm younger than I am. *chuckle* Okay, now that's outta the way. The count down is official.
I remember I used to do this all the time when I was in my mid twenties. But that's when I was still working for the University of California. And when I used to club. . . . . *thinking* why am I'm doing a birthday count down now? Sh*t ain't like my azz gone get any presents. I may get a birthday card, if I'm lucky. Ain't gone be no birthday's Mrs. Diva Vegas Style. Maybe I'll get some food. My hunny is good for feeding me. (yes that's why I'm fat).
Well, I will be in Cali for part of my birthday. Not for fun purposes but to handle some business. *shakin head* I suppose after not having to venture into the DMV for 5 year stints for 15 years will require one to have to show their face. But other than that, I don't have any major plans, or even any small ones. I did make a list of some make-up that I want. I gave it to my Hubby and he looked at it like I'd written it in madarin chinese. I told him "this is some make-up I want for my birthday," and he said "okay" and then put the list down. (I immediately asked for it back so it wouldn't be lost). ahhh married life. *shakin head* . . . . *thinking* are you suppose to tell folks what you want for your birthday? I've always done that. Made plans and detailed lists. I figured who better knew what I wanted than me. And yes, I did get what I wanted. It was usually directed at my parents and siblings. And they didn't care. But that don't work with my hubby. Why? Cuz he forgets and then runs out last second to try and comply. *shrug* So after awhile of "no big deal" celebrations, I figured birthdays ain't all what I thought they were cracked up to be. Or is that what happens when you get older? (oh gosh I hope not).
Okay, now that this had turned into a lamenting post about birthdays bygone in the days of yore-with-out-babies LOL, I suppose I'll take my almost 37 year old azz to bed. (besides the fact that baby #4 is whining cuz she wants to nurse). So on that note good town folks, I'm done.
*smoochies* - Lady A
I remember I used to do this all the time when I was in my mid twenties. But that's when I was still working for the University of California. And when I used to club. . . . . *thinking* why am I'm doing a birthday count down now? Sh*t ain't like my azz gone get any presents. I may get a birthday card, if I'm lucky. Ain't gone be no birthday's Mrs. Diva Vegas Style. Maybe I'll get some food. My hunny is good for feeding me. (yes that's why I'm fat).
Well, I will be in Cali for part of my birthday. Not for fun purposes but to handle some business. *shakin head* I suppose after not having to venture into the DMV for 5 year stints for 15 years will require one to have to show their face. But other than that, I don't have any major plans, or even any small ones. I did make a list of some make-up that I want. I gave it to my Hubby and he looked at it like I'd written it in madarin chinese. I told him "this is some make-up I want for my birthday," and he said "okay" and then put the list down. (I immediately asked for it back so it wouldn't be lost). ahhh married life. *shakin head* . . . . *thinking* are you suppose to tell folks what you want for your birthday? I've always done that. Made plans and detailed lists. I figured who better knew what I wanted than me. And yes, I did get what I wanted. It was usually directed at my parents and siblings. And they didn't care. But that don't work with my hubby. Why? Cuz he forgets and then runs out last second to try and comply. *shrug* So after awhile of "no big deal" celebrations, I figured birthdays ain't all what I thought they were cracked up to be. Or is that what happens when you get older? (oh gosh I hope not).
Okay, now that this had turned into a lamenting post about birthdays bygone in the days of yore-with-out-babies LOL, I suppose I'll take my almost 37 year old azz to bed. (besides the fact that baby #4 is whining cuz she wants to nurse). So on that note good town folks, I'm done.
*smoochies* - Lady A
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5 Comments:
At 7:15 AM, January 02, 2008,
The Brown Blogger said…
Relax.
Remember that each day one gets a little older. I hope there's a party or something with all this countdown jazz.
At 8:25 AM, January 02, 2008,
Carmell said…
um yeah i thought i was the *ish when i was young and didn't have kids... now i'd be lucky to get a phone call. this year i didn't get squat but a kiss on the lips and a happy birthday. yay. i have learned to treat myself cause i can't rely on the hubby for SHIT!
At 12:57 PM, January 02, 2008,
monicac2 said…
Happy New Year!
I counted down to 40, but now that that's over, I don't think I'll count at all, LOL!
At 5:16 PM, January 02, 2008,
Jada said…
I have lied about my age so much that I really did forget how old I was!!HAHA
At 6:29 PM, January 02, 2008,
A.u.n.t. Jackie said…
i decided that the train stops at 36. i may be looking a hundred years old and if anyone asks me, I'm politely gonna tell them 36.
so you try out 37 and tell me how it feels!!
Big Hugs and Happy Count Down. Now what I wanna know is maybe could we count down to that upcoming reunion*giggle*
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