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Birthday : Eating Up a Storm....or Two

Today, you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you! - Dr. Seuss
Another birthday has crawled up from behind me and as my sordid son just reminded me, Just another year closer to death. Well, he did NOT say it to me (obviously) but he says this as a reminder (a joke, of course) to his friends. Friends are mean to each other that way.

Most of the time, we eat at home as much as we can - it's healthier, cheaper and easier for all of us, that way. But it's a birthday so, most years, we eat out. We had a buffet of meat (we missed our chance for their birthdays on April 1st this year because I did not think ahead of time to book a table and the restaurant was full) today to celebrate another year of life achieved.



Birthdays mean different things to different people, some people celebrate it, some people don't. Others may not have a choice, come to think of it. But a birthday is reason enough for families and friends to get together and dig in, at least, in my family, that's the way it is. Otherwise, we would not be meeting up very much, honestly speaking. #lol

After having a really heavy Brazilian dinner

A tidy little (but absolutely delicious) banana-chocolate birthday cake

My precious boys and I

My kids, their hairy legs and manly foray into the new world is a constant reminder of how much we have all aged and changed. Just looking at my blog, the way I write and the topics I choose to write about is reminder enough.

To me, every year, a birthday is a benchmark or an award life gives you. It's like 'Hey, you're not dead yet! How cool is THAT? Let's go on another ride and make it to the next one'.

I may have aged but nobody stops me from believing in unicorns, OK?

I don't care. They exist. We...just...have...to....FIND THEM.


Love,
Marsha
p.s. We also have to find the damn pot of gold at the end of the freaking rainbow, by the way... #justsaying
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