Today is my birthday!! Woot woot! But before we get too excited, I have to tell you that I am extremely touch and go with such days. Fortunately, I haven’t had a bday meltdown since the Disaster of 2004:
Me, between sobs: Now I’m never going to be a professional tennis player!
Mom: You’ve never played tennis.
Me: Exactly…I’m never going to be an Olympic gymnast…
Mom: You got kicked out of classes when you were five because they thought you were going to hurt yourself…
Me: I should have been more driven.
With that said, I think I might be due for the next one. And it scares me. So handle with care today. If you make some crack about me being closer to 30 than 20 and I start to cry, don’t take it too seriously. It’s just me being obnoxiously oversensitive to getting older. But really, anyone who says something like that is kind of a jerk.
Here’s to the Big 2-7! Cheers!
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