After 50 years on this planet, I had hoped to have some really profound things to share with friends, family and people younger than me. You can see for yourself how this panned out:
*If dogs are man’s best friend, Dusty is Mark’s best friend and not me. Hm.
*If people greeted each other like dogs greet people, we’d generally be a happier lot.
*Hamsters are not good spokesmen for exercise: they can run 8 miles a night on their wheels but only live for 6-24 month, while I might go 2 miles on my elliptical machine every other day and have lived 50 years.
*If I did “the weasel war dance” every time I got excited about something, I would be committed to a mental institution.
*If I had the temperament of my cat, Purrkins, people would say I’m rude.
*Men should not be allowed to wake up in the wee hours of the morning and start playing with their blankets to create static electricity under their covers while going, “How cool is that?”
*Maturity is over-rated.
*Having 4 adult stepkids at one’s birthday party makes for a very good time.
*You can never take too many photos.
*It is possible for a sibling to send a list of “50 Things I Love About You” a year in advance. (Thanks, Aby!)
*The previous bullet also shows that family can always be counted on even if some family members cannot count.
*Siblings can make up the rules as they go along. (Below is the “wrap-it-yourself” birthday card and paper my brother sent shortly after I received an unwrapped present in the mail).
Clearly, this isn’t profound. And clearly, I’m one of the luckiest people on the planet.
Amy, Love your writing. As I approach 60 things haven’t changed. I still make mistakes, wish I hadn’t done that, could be nicer sometimes, wish I could be ruder other times. Glad you made it this far and can appreciate all the wonders that still fill your life.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
When did you get glasses?
Vision plan isn’t so great, eh?