I'm 38 today. I am wearing my new leopard shirt, my obnoxiously big earrings and look stoned even though I'm not. I took a picture of myself this morning to mark the occasion. Birthdays have never been anything special for me. I mean, I've only had ONE birthday party bash in my life. That ONE was my 21st birthday a very long 17 years ago. The group picture represents that evening. I am the one with my mouth wide open. (Are you even surprised?) Those are some old friends and people I worked with at the time. I was a waitress getting through college and getting ready to start the Police Academy. I was young and naive and an idealist. Now I'm old, wise and cynical as all hell. That day I didn't work. I remember getting up, getting all pretty, calling my boyfriend (I was dating one of the chefs at the restaurant at the time) and then heading out for quite a party! My friends paid for everything, my steak dinner, all my drinks (and there were plenty) and a hotel room at the Embassy Suites. It was so much fun, a time I'll never forget.Today? Got up for work, got as pretty as I could, sat in traffic, and at 1:15 I have a doctor's appt. My honey is buying the fixin's, but I'm cooking us dinner. Gotta have my Cajun prawns. And that's it. Last year I just cried on my birthday. A few people have wished me a Happy Birthday, and I have received some nice gifts, but all in all nothing really that exciting. I'm not looking for sympathy or anything (ok maybe a little), I thought I would just write about the jubilee that will (not) be. I guess the good news is that I kind of look the same in the face. I have a few crow's feet blooming and some creases around the mouth, but I have the same hair, less the bangs, and a little shorter. The body, though is so NOT the same. I'm a hurtin' unit in that department. Oh well. Such is life. It's my own damn fault. Although now that I look at the pic closely, I was a little pudgy then, not quite at my best. I would still KILL to have that little pudge. Sigh, it was the beginning of the end. OK, enough of that shit. Happy Birthday to me! It is CrazyDogMamaPalooza today! You all better be nice to me. ;-)
Happy birthday! Post a pic of those cajun prawns for us!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday Mama! You still look just as good as you did in that picture, I think you actually look better now :) Big hair and bangs wasn't such a good look was it, lol. The big 40 is coming up for me next month too, I am not big on celebrating my birthday either though. I am glad you are having a better birthday this year than last, that is a good thing. Enjoy your time out on the east coast and try and do a little celebrating in the city if you can!
ReplyDeleteawww, you guys, thanks!!
ReplyDeleteLea - will post pics of prawns!
Kim - "I think you actually look better now" If you were a man, I'd marry you! Or at least do good stuff to you...LOL!! Instead I will send you a BIG thank you and lots of XOXOXO!
From an anonymous reader - Happy Birthday! You are just a youngster! Glad you mentioned your honey, sometimes I wonder what happened to him. (None of my business, I know.) I loved your recent post about not thinking Brad Pitt was all that great. I have to admit that I think Tom Cruise is not so hot. (But I like Brad.)
ReplyDeleteHAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
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I know!!!! I remember bitching about how big I was in HS and what I wouldn't give to be 125 lbs again. sigh.
ReplyDeleteHave a blast in NYC...YOU will love it!!! I would totally move there if I were a single gal with no kids ... awesome awesome city!!! See you in a week or so for bevvies.