I’m going to admit to starting out this first day of my sixties feeling a little sorry for myself. Yes, I’d enjoyed a surprise birthday weekend with Studly on the gulf coast, but today was the DAY and I had nothing going on. No party. No family here (except for Studly). No cake. No dancing. Poor pitiful me.
My long time friend, Hunny, turned 60 on the third of this month with a flourish. Her kids threw a surprise party and there was live music and her grandbabies were in attendance. I might have felt a twinge, ok, a rush of envy, knowing there was no way I was going to be feted in such a manner.
But on my way to work this morning I got a FaceTime call from our youngest grandchild who sang her special version of Happy Birthday. Then in the office at the school where I’m working a second grade boy told me he thought I was pretty. Just out of the clear blue sky. When I thanked him and told him that today was my birthday he said, “Well, that explains everything!”
Throughout the day I’ve received hundreds of birthday greetings from friends on WordPress and Facebook, and each one makes me smile. I also have two gifts to open later tonight and Studly has promised to take me to dinner.
On my way home from work I was listening to John Fugelsang’s show and his guest, one of my favorite poets, Taylor Mali, read his poem, My Deepest Condiments. It was as if this poem was meant just for me today. So I’m feeling pretty awesome. No more pity party. It’s great to be 60.
Here’s Taylor Mali. Enjoy.
http://youtu.be/P8NF6WJw50k
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Yes, you look lovely.
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Happy Birthday again, more blessed years to come.
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I’m milking the birthday thing.
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I agree, you are pretty, even when its not your birthday! 🙂
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Oh! Thank you!
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Milking our birthdays is one of the few pleasures in life – happy happy!
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Ha! Indeed!
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Good luck to you young lady
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Thank you!
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Happy birthday! And you are pretty 🙂
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Oh shucks. Blushing.
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It’s a wonderful day! I will have a beer to celebrate. 😁
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I feel honored! I know you only drink beer on special occasions. Like Wednesday nights.
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Wednesdays are special. As are Thursdays, Sundays, Tuesdays…
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I agree. Every day deserves a beer. Maybe two.
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Happy Birthday!! 🎉🎉 still counts if I’m a tad late.
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Totally counts!
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Now you are really in the Big Time! Fifty was the Introduction to the Next Phase. You are now in The Next Phase. Enjoy. Be Happy. Don’t Worry. Well, maybe worry some. Maybe about wind storms…. Warm regards!
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Ha!!!
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Happy Birthday!!! Enjoy every moment.
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Thank you!
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Happy Birthday to you! As a birthday present, I promise not to sing it to you. (This is very lucky escape, believe me.) 😀
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Oh! That would have been a terrific birthday surprise!
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For me, birthdays resonate more when celebrated with a special daytrip, weekend or other “different” type of not-party event. You didn’t realise it, but your glow from the Gulf Coast was there all along 🙂
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You deserved people to celebrate the day, as they did. May you have many more
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Thanks, Derrick!
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