Birthday

I had forgotten today was my birthday until Rex mumbled something about the dogs leaving a birthday present for me in the bathroom. Someone had inadvertently shut them in there overnight, and instead of barking insanely and scratching at the door to let us know, they just amused themselves by ripping open a trash bag that had been put in there for the express purpose of not letting them do what they did with it.

Usually we get a big snowstorm on my birthday. The weather being what it is this year, we are getting a big rainstorm instead. It would snow if it could!

I've been thinking about when I was 17, and if I could have envisioned where I am today, 40 years later. Did I think I would be:

1. 30 pounds overweight? (no, but I never thought I WOULDN'T be, either)

2. Married? (sort of hoped so)

3. Mother of one? (horrors!)

4. Still searching for a purpose in life? (yes)

5. Not a world-famous author? (no)

6. Sore in practically every tendon? (no)

7. Still trying to play trombone? (no)

8. Desperate for breast-reduction surgery? (no)

9. Afflicted with an inexplicable lust for sparkles? (never!)

10. Still living in Maine? (no)

11. Owner of two shih-tzus? (those aren't real dogs!)

I've either been a major coward or somewhere along the line become inhabited by an alien.

Oh well, I still have my sense of humor! Thank heaven for that!