So, I was born 37 years ago today at about five in the morning if I remember my birth certificate correctly (my birth was the first and last time I voluntarily roused myself before dawn).
Thirty seven years.
Crap.
I gotta stop screwing around and get myself rich and famous while I still got the mental and physical stamina to appreciate it.
However, even with spine issues and my organs turning on me, I don’t feel like I’m on the near side of 40. I definitely don’t act my age and I hope I don’t look it, either.
That’s me over there up on the right. It’s a fairly accurate representation of what I look like at the moment (that is if I had a magic force-field constantly surrounding me that automatically color-corrected and brightness-enhanced my features. Screw Photoshop, when are they going to invent Realityshop?).
After almost four years of blogging, I’ve decided to stop being so anonymous and post pictures of myself. Why not? A lot of my friends, my sister and even my mom reads my blog, so it’s not like I have anything to hide (except that one thing, but the judge assured me those records are sealed). So, if you’ve ever wanted a face to go with the snarky commentary, there you go. And if you didn’t, then too bad ’cause I also changed my avatar picture so those of you with your own blogs will see me in your comments as well.
So, don’t get excited thinking you have a new visitor to your blog. It’s just me. Sorry.
Well, I’m off to go have as much fun on my birthday as a person can have when it’s on a Wednesday and they have to go to work. A margarita at lunch might be in order, though. That’s right, drinkin’ on the job. Screw you, adulthood! Can’t keep this party girl down!
So, I may have to take a nap later, but after that, it’s ON!
Yeah!
I gotta work in the morning, though, so not too late, okay?
Whoo, hoo!
Woo.
Sigh.
Like you, I have spine issues (I had fusion and instrumentation at age 50, after many years of just suffering) and organs turning on me (compliments of three childbirths, one involving a 45 hour labor). You can still be rich and famous. Or at least living an amazing life. I’m so happy you stopped being anonymous. Plaster that gorgeous face all over!
I figure that as long as I can laugh at whatever life throws at me, then I am doing pretty good.
Thank you!!
I think your wry smirk in the pic fits in beautifully with your blog content Amy. Wouldn’t really work for me if you were giving us two thumbs up! Happy Birthday to you. And as the Buddhists are fond of saying, many happy returns.
Ha! A sarcastic thumbs up might work, but sarsasm is kinda hard to capture in a photo.
Thanks, Doug!!
Happy Birthday, although I know having you when I was 10 wasn’t easy for you, you’ve done alright for yourself. I remember when you turned the big one oh. Two hands full…Guess you will have to have a lot of friends to hold up 37 fingers. At least four. By the way you look beautiful and have not actually aged since you were about 28. Have a very good day, I’m thinking of you. Hmmm, mobile photoshop, no more crows feet and wrinkles. I hear you can even erase those pesky few pounds if you want to.
I remember the big one-oh. Such a big deal at the time. Seems like a million years ago. And if you had me when you were 10, that means you were 4 when you had Tracey. Gosh, you did alright for a “baby raising babies.”
Love you, mom!
She is amazing mom. You did a great job!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY said in my best Frosty the Snowman voice
. I love the pic! You have yourself the most fabulous Wednesday you can. You deserve it. And try to steer clear of zombies. They should know better than to mess with you on your birthday but, they don’t always put on their thinking caps…and I don’t want them to steal yours.
No zombie is gonna ruin my birthday, no siree. I got them all under control and am even teaching them to sing “Happy Birthday.” They can’t carry a tune to save their lives, but their enthusiasm makes up for it.
Thank you!!
Happy.
Happy.
Birthday sweets!
Love the pictures. Love that you’re going to throw caution to the wind and enjoy your birthday. Even if it is on a Wednesday. And you have to work.
Wishing you a margarita filled happy birthday!!!
Thank you so much, Katie!! I’ll enjoy one for you since you can’t embibe for a few months!
Happy Birthday! I love the picture!
Thank you, Thoughts!!
Happy birthday.
Blogersville is harmless enough.
Besides my face is everywhere.
There is something about you sneeky smile that says.
‘i’m in your blog lol-ing your post’ for some reason i dont know what gave me that idea. lol
I hang out in a great neighborhood in Blogersville, so I know I don’t have anything to worry about.
Thanks you!
Roses are red
and zombies are stinky.
On the swift hands of time,
baby you’re just a pinky.
If life is a beach,
you’re still sunny and balmy;
When you’re saggy & wrinkled in 10 years,
then call me.
While posting your true age
and photo is thrilling,
You’re still much too young
to sweat Medicare billing.
So drink margaritas
or shooters or beers!
It’s I-HOP at 4:30
in 30 short years.
Happy birthday from your saggy but optomistic, recently turned 48 year-old blogging friend. Have a margarita for me, too. Remember – two aspirin & red meat prior to indulging helps….a lot.
Love, LOVE that poem!! Really made me smile!
I hope that I am saggy but optimistic in 10 years!
Thank you so much!!
Happy Birthday!
Thank you, Zahara!
Have a wonderful birthday, Amy! I say you’re only as old as you feel… until you’re nieces start asking questions about what you did at their age.
I’ve already gotten those questions, so I know exactly what you mean!
Thanks, Brooke!
As always “you look bea u ti ful” ( said in a Billy Crystal does Fernando Lamas voice ) Happy Birthday, enjoy yourself and we will have Birthday Drinks when I come visit : )
xoxo t
Thank you, Tina! It’s a date!!
Well, happy birthday, Amy! Eat cake and have a nice dinner (in that order, because you don’t want spoil your dessert).
Excellent advice, Todd. Thank you!!
Happy Birthday Amy. You don’t look a day over 30. Here’s hoping that you keep the giggles coming over the next year till you turn 38!
Remember the path to youth is in eating lots and lots of yummy BRAINS!! Well BRAINS and bran.
I always get those two confused.
Thanks, Bob!!
Happy Birthday sweety. I feel the same way sometimes. I’ll be 25 come the 23rd of next month and I’ve been working at my parents luncheonette with no intentions of owning the place eventually. We should start a movement…to get ourselves moving. lol sounded better in my head…
A movement to get moving – works for me!!
Thank you, Tony!
Congrats B-Day. Wanna trade? My 61 for your 37? Pulleeeze
No deal, sorry. Thanks, Carl!
Sorry I’m late with this but a very happy birthday to you. Love the pic and you definitely don’t look your age xxx
Thanks so much!!
PS. The labor was induced.
Happy (belated) Birthday! I’m awful with wishing happy birthdays on time so don’t feel slighted. I trust you’ll be pampered and treated like a princess well into the weekend by those close to you. If not, tell them it is actually a nation wide law that was first instituted in 1975 in the State of New York. I can’t remember what it says word for word but it goes something like “The designated date of birth of the individual constitutes seven (7) calendar days of celebration as per mandate 457.987 of the Being Awesome Code of Conduct.”
I love that law!! And, my celebration started on Tuesday and will continue well through Sunday, so I am in full compliance.
Thank you, Ian!!
I also have weak spine issues, but they’re only figurative.
Fortunately, my issues were fixed with surgery. You’ll have to deal with yours on your own.