There, I said it.
I’ve never been a huge fan of my birthday. I’m always conflicted. I don’t want a fuss, but do I? I don’t want it to be a big deal, but kind of.. Anyone else feel this way?
I actually don’t like to be the center of attention. Some of you might find that hard to believe but it’s true. I prefer the role of funny, sarcastic side-kick. I’ll rise to the occasion to fill that role with stories, etc. and I’m cool with it but when it comes to something real, like my birthday, it’s not my style.
I love my friends who OWN their birthday. I have several who celebrate their birthday month. (I won’t mention names because Doreen and Jessica might get embarrassed.)
Owning your birthday is like having the balls to wear a cowboy hat. I’m a tentative cowboy hat wearer..
I do admit that I’m getting better and I’m starting to embrace it a bit more. What the hell. I even bought a cowboy hat for the beach last summer and wore it the whole week of vacation. Of course Doreen was the only one who saw it. But it’s a start.
So, everyone, today is MY day!
The first thing I’m going to do is put my birthday back up on my Facebook timeline, tomorrow…
Doreen, me and our cowboy hats..