It is true. No longer a teenager.
Remember last year? Well... I gues that ineluctable hip replacement surgery is getting ever closer. Que cosa!
So... old second-warders, my birthday wish from you... Lots & lots of comments.
Last year there were 18.
This year I turned 20. Do ya think you could make me happy and match that number?
That is all.
Thank you kindly.
5 comments:
i got your comment right here!
happy birthday!! you're such a baby!
Happy Birthday!!!!
Update on the oldness:
I'm wearing glasses. Still saving up for the electric wheelchair ("Jazzy"). Have discarded the fruit cans.
How's 20 treatin' you? Sigh. I remember 20. I think.
I went in to get my glasses screws tightened, AND I just got a free sample of joint vitamins in the mail. I can't wait to start using them and feel "years younger." I still have your present, but you left too quickly. Come back soon so we can throw more snowballs at my husband!
oh! you mean you will still let us do that???!!!
oh how fun!
I've been going to bed by 10:00 and I sleep with a mask on. Plus I like warm milk, and I'm finally at an age where Crest Whitestrips won't whiten my teeth past my birthday. I mean the first one. Happy Birthday again, and welcome to the post-teenage years.
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