Happy Birthday to Me!

I was going to write a funny post yesterday about the struggle for authority I go through with our dog. However, I was interrupted by a bout of food poisoning. Nothing horrible, but definitely not the best day of my life either.

But now it's Tuesday, and I'm not blogging about the dog because it's my birthday and I want to think happy thoughts. nostalgia. Some sad thoughts.

Happy thought:  I'm much better today than I was yesterday.

Sad thought: I am nearing my mid-forties. (I got depressed just typing that!)

HT (Happy thought, duh!): I have a great family that loves and cares about me.

ST (Sad thought, obviously!):  Not all of my family can be with me today.

HT:  I think I'm going to be getting some great gifts today!

ST:  I still have to go to work.

HT: I don't have to cook tonight!

ST: I'm not supposed to eat cake. (We'll see!)

HT: Indiana was the first one to wish me happy birthday this year--at midnight. (Good thing I was still awake.)

ST: My book isn't published yet.

HT: I just made another connection towards getting it published.

ST:  I'm still nearing my mid-forties.

HT: I know all the guys in my life will give me a good day because I have reminded them enough times that it is my birthday today. I'm not one to wait and be disappointed that no one remembered. Why set yourself up for that kind of agony?

ST: Yup. Still in the forties.

HT: Indiana is older than me. By a lot. : )

ST: Not everything in my life is what I wanted it to be by this age.

HT: If I'd already achieved everything I wanted, I'd have no reason to reach forty-five.

ST: I've already reached forty-four.

Anybody else getting dizzy yet?

HT: I have great friends all around the world. Even though I've not physically met all of you that read my blog, our cyber visiting back and forth has made you truly a part of my life. I love you all!

ST: What if no one comments on my post today?

HT: What if I have more comments than I've ever had before?

How about it? Want to give me a birthday gift? Want to make sure my age doesn't depress me too much? (No pressure here!) Leave a comment. Even if you've never left one before, isn't my birthday a good time to step out of lurkdom? Come on! Show me you're there!