Of course, my birthday is April Fools Day.
Did you expect anything different?
I was making up a list of top ten things bad about getting older.
But you know with my blazing typing speed (17 WPM in the house, for shizzle) that's probably a 2 hour task. I don't have the patience for that on my special day.
So, I listed my number 1 bad thing about getting older.
Raquel Welch is selling reading glasses.
Maybe my younger readers won't care, but I'm sure my older ones, especially male boomers, will get it.
Hey, I didn't expect to make it after the last year or so, and I'm really grateful for the second chance I got and really appreciated all the prayers and good wishes I received. Even though there is no scientific evidence, I am positive that is the reason I'm still standing. Well, youse know what I mean.
Thanks.
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Friday, April 01, 2011
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Happy April Fool's Day Eve
Whenever anyone talks about bad days to have your birthday, the Christmas and Christmas Eve group starts whining that they get screwed out of presents. They wind up getting a two-fer. My friends Vinnie (yeah, every Italian has a friend named Vinnie) and Kevin both have Christmas Eve birthdays, so I've heard it all before. My nephew is December 26th, so that kind of sucks, too.
The Crotchety Old Lady has her birthday on July 4th, and that is kind of fun.
But no matter how bad anyone claims their birthdate is, mine is the worst. Easily.
By far.
April Friggin' Fools Day.
Oh yeah, since forever, every time someone finds out when my birthday is, I hear some lame joke. People just can't help themselves.
Every possible combination of my mother, father, any member of the family tree, will be used in "You fooled them," or some other wacky twist of that.
Or, of course, "April Fool's Day? That figures."
And it wasn't limited to that. I rarely was ever just given my presents, it had to be some sort of stupid crap like hiding them, or giving me empty boxes. Hilarious the first time. After a few years, believe me, it got old.
"Just give me my damn socks and the 5 dollar bill, Grandma. I got shit to do," just didn't sound right coming from an 8 year old, but sometimes a kid's just gotta say something to stop those crazy relatives.
Well, help yourself to a piece of cake, and stop by tomorrow for the caption contest, birthday edition.

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The Crotchety Old Lady has her birthday on July 4th, and that is kind of fun.
But no matter how bad anyone claims their birthdate is, mine is the worst. Easily.
By far.
April Friggin' Fools Day.
Oh yeah, since forever, every time someone finds out when my birthday is, I hear some lame joke. People just can't help themselves.
Every possible combination of my mother, father, any member of the family tree, will be used in "You fooled them," or some other wacky twist of that.
Or, of course, "April Fool's Day? That figures."
And it wasn't limited to that. I rarely was ever just given my presents, it had to be some sort of stupid crap like hiding them, or giving me empty boxes. Hilarious the first time. After a few years, believe me, it got old.
"Just give me my damn socks and the 5 dollar bill, Grandma. I got shit to do," just didn't sound right coming from an 8 year old, but sometimes a kid's just gotta say something to stop those crazy relatives.
Well, help yourself to a piece of cake, and stop by tomorrow for the caption contest, birthday edition.

http://www.humorbloggers.com/
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