Last week 2 friends of mine had birthdays and being a product of our time both posted a blurb on facebook about their birthday. The woman(a singer) was turning 49 and her post was all full of joy and gratitude and love for her fans, her band and friends, the man was turning 46 and posted a funny complaint about being on the AARP’s mailing list a wee bit prematurely. Both these posts got about the same number of reponses around 50, which is alot.
I wonder how their repsective days went? Were they satisfied with their celebration? Did they both truly enjoy it? Did they each create something new and exciting for their next year? Given the tone of their posts I have my suspicions but no facts other than the singers subsequent posts regarding her gig at the Cubby Bear that evening, which sounded like a hell of a lot of fun~and believe me you she can bring the fun! I hope the man had a great birthday and laughed off the overzealous AARP marketing campaign. I love them both and wish them the very best year ever.
It all made me think how I never want to hear anyone bitch about getting older ever again. I hate to be a party pooper but there it is: Don’t bitch to me about your birthday! Get down on your hands and knees and kiss the ground you walk on for the opportunity to tread upon it.
It oughta be a law.
My birthday is coming up and I am celebrating with a Spa~cation with my folks at the 5 star Terranea Resort in Rancho Palos Verdes. I was there just after New years this year and I created much of this year at Terranea. I thought as travel has gotten more difficult, I need to go back there while I can, and I wanted to share the beauty of it with my parents. I have seldom made a big deal of my birthday often working on it and having a quiet celebration or combining my celebration with others as I have lots of fellow Leo friends. However this year I wanted to do something special.
Do me a favor and do something really special for your birthday: something indulgent and vivid and memorable. This to oughta be a law.