Years ago I read in a Dave Barry column something to the effect of "one of life's universal truths is that once you're over the age of seven, no one else cares about your birthday." I reflect on the accuracy of that statement a couple of times of year, either when someone else is making a big hoo-ha out of their own birthday, or when it is mine. I don't personally get all worked up about my own birthday. Once you pass 30, it's not much of an event. I just hope to have a nice day, preferably with some wine. So thanks to all of you who sent a card, called or emailed to wish me a happy birthday. You made me smile. It really feels good to know that you're thinking of me!
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
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