Happy Birthday To... ME!

Welcome BACK bitches! (Again, this just doesn't get old.)

Well my friends, the big day is HERE. The day I have written about for MONTHS. 40. That would be a "4" followed with a "0." The 'ol forty. For-tee. For-dy. No matter how many times I write it, say it, think it... I don't like it. But what can I do?

While I have contemplated this birthday more than any other, I actually haven't thought about what I would write here at the "Corner" today EXCEPT that had I been born just a few hours earlier, I would have shared my birthday with current "crush" and uber sexy HOT guy, DAVID BECKHAM. Oh well, I suppose sharing a birthday with Frankie Valli, Bing Crosby and James "KNOCK ME OUT/I FEEL GOOD" Brown is, well, fine.


I am super happy of the fact that I was born the very month and year that the original Fleetwood Mac was formed. I told Mick Fleetwood this. Twice. I call it destiny.

I can tell you that the only time I have ever been early for anything was the day I was born. (I have been late for everything else ever since. No lie.) "Kev" arrived two months early and weighed just 4 pounds and 6 ounces.

I spent last evening looking through the "archives" (fancy way of saying the box under my bed) trying to decide what pictures I would share with you today. I came across pictures from many of my past birthdays and all brought a smile to my face. I could not choose just one or two (and am too lazy to scan them all).


My "favorite" birthdays (so far) were those spent with my two "B ex BFF's," (that's best ex boyfriends forever) Steve and David. (Last year's birthday in Paris was memorable too, only because I was in Paris!) They both were (and are) very thoughtful and creative guys (and excellent gift givers). Oddly enough, both would send me on scavenger hunts throughout our home(s), often ending in some super awesome gift like a car or a million dollars. Okay, I embellish a bit, but I did get a LOT of Stevie Nicks tickets just by turning another year older, including the ticket that allowed me to meet Stevie for the very first time (again, THANKS David). Does everyone remember "Zima" (the clearmalt beverage)? One year Steve decided it would be fun for me to drink a Zima before "earning" the next clue in his scavenger hunt. I believe I had 8 Zima's before I found my "present" (which was a bicycle that I could not ride because I had 8 Zima's). Another birthday, my 28th, Steve had a "surprise" party for me at his mom's house and the nice "surprise" was that all of Steve's family (whom I LOVED), as well as my sister, nephews and grandfather were there. It was the only "surprise" party I have had and it remains one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for me.

The past few birthdays have been spent quietly with my dear Atlanta-based friend, June, who makes me feel like every day is my birthday (she's super nice - you all need to meet her).

THANKS to everyone for the cards and email!

To help me celebrate, turn your speakers way up high, let's travel back to 1967 and sing along to "All You Need Is Love" by The Beatles. (While a nice sentiment, in addition to love, one also needs money. A lot of it. I think John, Paul, George and Ringo know this. You can't pay the rent with love, unless, perhaps you sleep with your landlord.)



Finally, I was going to share a picture of "Kev" at 40, but I just look pissed off in the most recent picture I have (taken at my office), so I opted for the last picture I have from my "early years." (It's only about 39 years old, when my outlook on life was GR-EAT.) My super awesome grandmother took me for this picture.


We hope you have a GR-EAT Thursday!

As always, THANKS for stoppin' in!

"Kev" will be back tomorrow with another "Friday HOT Guy!"