Birthdays
Posted By Russ Emerson on May 24, 2008 at 10:00 am
There is an age after which birthdays should cease to matter as occasions for anticipation and celebration.
That age is twelve.
Sure, there are noteworthy exceptions — landmarks, if you will. 16, 18, 21, 40 (maybe), 65 (or whatever retirement age is these days) and 100.
I suppose that in my case, attaining 46 was perhaps the littlest teeniest tiniest bit in doubt a year ago. Well, I made it. I think I’ll celebrate by having a steak, or maybe pizza… if I can squeeze in a break from work. It’s just another work day (second shift) for me, though it is also another a chance to again thank Mom for everything.
I’ll skip the cake and ice cream, though.
