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Bon Anniversaire , Maman!!
I was just behind the computer and looking through the information for the blog…
Someone accessed this blog yesterday from a search engine because they googled “Desi fart”
That’s so funny
Seven years ago I celebrated my birthday in the hospital after having just given birth to my first child. I’ve just turned 33 YEARS OLD and I have a 7 year old son!!!
There’s a big jump from 6 to 7. It’s like he went from a “big boy” to a “big kid” overnight. He’s frickin’ 7!!
And me. Forget about it. I’m old. I don’t mind though. Not yet. I’m kind of proud of being old. Like I’ve earned it. And I’m immature enough that I can still surprise some people with my age. I do sometimes wish I still looked like I did 10 years ago:
But anyway.
I don’t even think I’ll mind turning 45, then 46, then 47, then 48 (although this is when I’ll start to hold my breath), then 49 (OH NO). 50. 50 will be hard. and I just can’t imagine it getting any easier… until like 80. By then, I’ll be walking (or scooting, or whatever) around like “Yeah <giggle> that’s right <big grin> I’m frickin’ 80. Ya heard right! 80!” And then it’ll all get kinda fun and hazy again as the cares of the world fade back out of focus and I leave it more and more back in the hands of God that he knows what the fuck He’s doin’. ‘Cuz when I’m 80 maybe I’ll say “Fuck” again- but only when the great-grandkids aren’t in hearin’ distance. Because I wouldn’t want to upset my kids and grand-kids who by now are carrying the cares of the world on their shoulders.
