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Wednesday, May 25, 2011

What's That Number Again?

Just a quick post this morning.  Got to get out and plant some flowers before it starts raining again.

I had one of those moments this morning.  It's my beloved spouse's birthday so I got up early to make him a special breakfast.  Now, I know how old he is today.  And I know there's a four year difference between his age and mine.  But this morning the numbers didn't work.  Somehow we were five years apart.  It seems when I had my birthday earlier this month, I'd managed not to click the magic clicker in my head.  The birthday had come and gone but my age had stayed the same.  What a shock this morning to realize I was a year older.


Do you ever forget how old you are?  For just a second?  You start to say, "Oh, she's about my age," and realize you haven't been that age for a long time.  You see an unexpected reflection of yourself and wonder who that old woman is.  Is the age you are on the inside getting further and futher from the stupid number on your driver's license?
 
I don't care.  I've had a coffee mug for years (given to me by my co-workers) that reads: "I may be getting older but I refuse to grow up."  Works for me.  How about you?

Off to my planting.

Happy Birthday, honey.

I'm Currently Enjoying: Suspense and Sensibility by Carrie Bebris

Groaner of the Day: This woman ordered an exotic snake through a mail order operation. When the package arrived, there were only feathery necklaces in the box.

Apparently, the boa cons tricked her.

10 comments:

Dru said...

Happy Birthday to your hubby.

Love the groaner.

Maria Zannini said...

Happy birthday to your hubby!

I do forget--every time I go out and do something strenuous. LOL. In my mind, I'll always be 25.

What kind of celebration do you have planned for hubby?

Shellie said...

Oh, that has happened to me so many times! I'm still not used to the young folks calling me ma'am. I generally do forget my age, but I've been looking forward to being 55, and I'm enjoying it. At least my 14 year-old son doesn't see me as old. He'll still wrestle me to the floor if we're rough housing.

Karin said...

I prefer to think of myself as being in my very late 30's--as Garrison Keillor would say. Happy Birthday and Hugs to The Polish One!!

Loved the groaner!!

Karin

Linda Leszczuk said...

Dru - Passed along your birthday wish and he said to say thank you.

Yeah, that groaner was short but sweet.

Linda Leszczuk said...

Maria - He said to say thank you to you as well.

My mind is older than yours. It's stuck at 35. (A long, long way from the number on my driver's license.)

Not a big celebration. Elder son drove up from Cincinnati today and took him to lunch. I've got his favorite cake in the oven. And younger son and family are coming by later to help him eat it.

Linda Leszczuk said...

Shellie - I've gotten up to give my seat to a little old lady on the bus and realized she's probably the same age as me. LOL

I've got grandkids wrestling me to the floor.

Linda Leszczuk said...

Karin - Very, very, late 30s. You and me both. :grin:

I'll give him that hug from you.

Liz Fichera said...

As my Dad always said, "Age is just a number."

Happy Birthday!

Linda Leszczuk said...

Liz - Agreed. Although, in my case, it's getting to be a really BIG number. :grin: