Mother’s Day is coming up. It’s actually just a hop, skip and a jump away. I hear it’s being celebrated on May 12. PSA over.
Today, though, is MY mother’s day. Like, my mother. It’s her birthday. And she is *cough*sixty-one*cough*. Darn. It didn’t seem as obvious when I just tried that out loud. I know she will never forgive me for that. But as I stated in a message to her this morning, embrace, accept and celebrate! Age ain’t nothin’ but a number anyway. Continue reading
It’s my birthday.
The first order of business? An admission. I turned 30 today. Oh geez, okay. I’m 33. However, I do appreciate the one friend who texted, “u make 40 look good” and the other who confirmed that I’m actually beginning my 34th year. Yeah, thanks for that.
I was blessed with one sister. Actually, I think if you think in terms of birth order, she was blessed with me. Right? I’m kidding.
Anyway, I always wanted a brother. But even though ‘advanced maternal age’ wasn’t really discussed in the 80′s, I’m pretty sure my mom had already decided she was done after I was born. Continue reading
We had the opportunity to celebrate my dad’s birthday this past Sunday. Because he’s not all ‘don’t talk about my age’ like my mom is, I’ll share that he turned 62. It ain’t nothin’ but a number.