You Say It's My Birthday

Background music in my head: "Birthday" by The Beatles.

Oh, I clicked the play button, so it's not just in my head anymore. Ah, followed by, "Yes, I'm lonely, gonna die, if I ain't dead already," etc. So it's not just my birthday, other people's birthdays (Ansel Adams, etc.), and the Hump of the Week, it's also a Random Coinciday (as usual) in the blog, and I am going to direct you, on my birthday, in circle-of-life mode (oh, god, now Lion King music is playing in my head), to "Death Sentences" at Escape Into Life, some random sentences from the journal of Chris Al-Aswad, who was obsessed with death, probably had a death wish, and did, in fact, die young.

That won't happen to me.

I am officially past middle age, I'm pretty sure, and already offered the senior discount at volleyball games, movie theatres, and the Goodwill store. Sigh... I think it's because I don't dye (ha ha, get it?!) my hair.

Anyhoo, it's a sad but beautiful feature, with art by Sergio Lopez. Ivory Fashion above, Anastasia right here, and Perle D'ore below.

I want her hair. And, yes, I think it's time to cut my long, long hair. We'll see.

I do love my birthday, however old I get, and however many candles I avoid blowing out. It's very fun to be on Facebook for a birthday--a jillion greetings! And nice to have plenty of wine and leftover discount Valentine chocolate in the house. And flowers by way of these beautiful paintings.

OK, off to work now, because my wacky self-inflicted Montessori-style work schedule does not let up just because it's my birthday. But I am glad and grateful to have a flexible schedule. Yippee!