I haven’t really made it a habit to post about my personal experiences here on this blog. But, today being my birthday, I figured what the hell?. How old am I, you ask? Pick any cliché that applies to the aging baby boomer crowd, and it fits. I won’t repeat them; you’ve heard them all.
I’ve often thought, why do folks my age even celebrate birthdays? Do we really think, “Hey! I’m another year closer to the grave; what about that! I wish I would just hurry up and die!” I only have that thought after a night of heavy drinking. (Come to think of it, I did have that very thought when I woke this morning. Or was that yesterday morning? Maybe it was both mornings.) Well, tonight it’s time to do it all again- going out to dinner with some great friends to enjoy my two favorite red things- meat and wine.
As I write this around five in the afternoon I have to say, my birthday has been absolutely picture perfect so far. I went to work at six this morning for a conference call with our home office overseas. It was a review by what seems like the thirteenth of twenty-nine committees who we need to convince to approve the project I am working on. It’s hard to keep them all straight, but I think this one was for The Committee to Make Sure Your Power Point Slides Have Pretty Graphics. Well, we passed it with flying colors, thanks to the picture of the Keystone Kops we used as background for the organizational chart.
Then, when I got home, two miracles occurred. First, my sister remembered my birthday and sent me a card- and it was a great card, too! She hasn’t remembered my birthday since they cancelled Gilligan’s Island. Then, I asked my wife to surprise me with my birthday gift, and she gave me something I actually liked and that I hadn’t already bought for myself! We are on a roll!
Boy, I gotta’ be dreaming; don’t wake me up; I’ll probably arouse wishing I’d hurry up and die.
Mike,
We are all here watching Gilligan’s Island–MT, Jake, Stephen, Stephanie, Denise, Rich, Anti and Roy (well Roy just went to sleep). Inquiring minds want to know–was it a hummer you got for your birthday?
Happy Birthday Little Buddy
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
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No, it wasn’t a hummer. It was the next best thing- a Jerry Jeff Walker CD, coupled with a pin from Jimmy Buffett’s Margaritaville Cafe in Key West. Enjoy Gilligan’s Island; tell Roy good night; and thanks for the birthday greetings.
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Well, happy “one day closer to death day”. Sounds like it went well. What, no Hummer for your birthday? On my birthday, I asked for one and my wife told me it was out of the question. I asked why. She said I should be happy with what I had. I mentioned I hadn’t had anything out of the ordinary in quite some time. She said if I didn’t like what I had, I should trade in the old one for a newer model, but shouldn’t be extravagant. I asked if I could get one with a rack of monstrous head lights…. She said I would only need those if I went off roading ….I said that sounded like fun…She said she thought so too, but didn’t like it too rough…I said I would respect her limits…You can imagine my anticipation…however, as I was attempting to go “off roading” my wife came across with a right hook and it was lights out for Gonzo. Needless to say, I haven’t asked again for a Hummer!
Happy Belated Birthday!
Jim
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I asked my wife for a Hummer last year. She gave me a comb and a piece of wax paper. Thanx for the b’day greetings.
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Hey, Mike! Sorry I missed or birthday. Happy belated wishes to ya you ol’ sea dog.
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Happy Belated Birthday– hope the meat and wine were good.
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Well, I ended up having a tuna steak, but it was excellent.
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A belated happy birthday to you. Have you made it over the hill yet? It’s a tough climb but you can sort of glide down the other side. (Or so I’ve been told.)
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Yes, I believe I am over the hill, because gravity it definitely having its effect on me!
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