I've been "online" for 14 years. Before that, I was part of the digital fax age (that's how John & I dated). Before that, I wrote copiously long letters. However, I've never had a digital BIRTHDAY before. Now that I have a Facebook profile, I got digital Happy Birthdays. My online groups at Yahoo reached out and Happy Birthday'd me. I heard from people I haven't seen in years. I had lunch with an old friend, whom I've known since I started teaching, and then got good fortune from a friend whom I have known since middle school. I have friends running out my ears.
Which is the point of my posting. My friends don't come first, but once you are my friend, it's forever. My friends become my family, and I can't think of any friends who are truly friends I haven't corresponded with at least this year. In fact, last year, I decided that all my real friends didn't need Christmas cards because they heard and saw and read about me and mine so often.
Luckily, not only do I have many friends, they are good friends. My next door neighbor (for the past 14 years) brought me bubble bath & lotion. She & I have the same small tub, but she knows I LOVE bubble baths. My sister bought me a vinyled tile about how important teaching is. My German Stacy! bought me an Oprah magazine subscription, a business book about how being right brained makes me rule the world. My sister in law took me to dinner. AND, all of them know it's *exactly* the right gift. Man, I love that.
My husband is making pancakes for dinner. They will be made-from-scratch and be fluffy. I will wear my TorsoPants (t-shirt) that says Pancakes. Then, there will be gifts (which I don't need, but are expected by the children), and then, my kids will ask for the 27th time, "What are we doing for your birthday" and universally agree that birthdays are confusing when you are a grown-up. Xandri has asked if all you get to do on your birthday is eat the food you like. She wants to know where the cake is, and asked why moms don't get Costco cake and invite all their friends over. Asa informed me that he is having a Diego and Cars with 'Mater birthday (take note---as it is next month).
And that's all there is to say about birthdays when you get to be 36. Tomorrow I will just have to be 36, but on my birthday, I GET to be 36. On your birthday, you always have to see that there's still something left in the glass---whether you're got half a glass or even less. It's all about the moments, and you never know when it's your last.
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