I’m 35 today. No streamers needed, although confetti is always nice. Confetti and lots of wine.
I’m not sure why, but 35 seems like a pivotal year, mostly because it’s halfway to 70. Every time I think of my new age I automatically multiply it by 2. I am then unfailingly pleased that I never got [...]
Category Archives: birthdays
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LudaKris II (OR, Girls Just Wanna Have Puns)
It might have been better had I worked on Friday. The anticipation was truly almost too much to bear. Many of my closest friends and many fewer drinks and 70-degree temperatures!?!? OH MY! Did you hear me? For a brief flicker on the map of November, the thermometer registered 70 degrees, which, coupled with some [...]
Donger’s here for five hours, and he’s got somebody. I live here my whole life, and I’m like a disease.
Party people, I’m proud to say that I’m 33 today. Ahhhhh. I’m not sure what to write about the day itself, other than I’m grateful for a moment to celebrate with friends and wine, glad for a date on which to reset the timer, in love with the fact that I’m savoring my [...]
I wasn’t going to speak of today, but don’t want to be a poor sport.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HUGH DOWNS!
Merci, mes amis.
French folks, did I write that correctly?
In other news, MANY thanks for your wonderful, creative, effervescent - let’s face it, FABU! - messages yesterday, and for indulging my narcissistic twin without question.
Today I have put her back in the closet and will be paying all of that good karma forward. See you [...]
“I can’t believe I gave my panties to a geek!” Times two.
Today is my birthday. Now that I’ve gotten that out of my system, I hope you will find it in your loving heart to leave good wishes (read: may your breasts not continue to sag toward your ankles*, **) to appease the comment/attention/gift/monetary remuneration whore you know I am.
Birthdays tend to go by without [...]
