To my buddy Julie!
Welcome to my side of the big fiddy, kiddo.
Iz out!
2 months ago
The adventures and semi-coherent ramblings of an overworked, middle-aged, libertarian-leaning, corporate drone who is immensely proud of his girls and his long-suffering wife. With maybe some gun stuff, travel stuff, cooking stuff, genealogy stuff, and other manly pursuits.
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Bless you for not using the "N" word -- "nifty"! :)
Happy Birthday!
And the end of this week, I hit the big fo'ty.
(How do you spell it, anyway? I'm so not up on gangsta-speak.)
Happy Birthday, Julie!
Being 50+ ain't all that bad. And I'll refrain from offering you the advice *I* got on my Magic Day; it's "male egocentric".
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety
Other women cloy the appetites they feed
But she makes hungry where most she satisfies...
And the end of this week, I hit the big fo'ty.
(How do you spell it, anyway? I'm so not up on gangsta-speak.)
I usually spell it G-E-E-Z-E-R. But that's just me. :P
Happy Birthday, Julie. You do know, don't you, that fifty is the new thirty? ;p
(I hit thirty in two weeks. Does that make me ten?)
Y'all crack me up! :)
Thanks for the good wishes. Had a great day. My sisters both sent me earrings (my addiction). The radio station played my favorite song on the way to work ("Shackles" by Mary Mary). My coworker bought me lunch. And... my handyman (read: eyecandy) brought me a big chocolate chip cookie at work.
Life is good.
Sorry I missed it but glad it was good!
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