Gonna Party Like It’s My Birthday

Fist Bump

 

Fist Bump, y’all!  

Today’s my Birthday!

 

Clearly, I knew what was up even back then.

 

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Thirty Four

Three Four

I don’t care how you say it or how you write it.  I freaking LOVE the thirties.   Life is good here.

Life.  Is.  Good.

Birthday’s have always been a big deal.   Ya, sure… it might be a little self absorbed, conceited and maybe a little self-loving of me to post about my own Birthday…

But hey!

It’s My Birthday.  I love Birthday’s.

And, if you gave me a crown – I’d probably wear it.

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My life began on August 29th, 1980.

 

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How gorgeous is my mom?  I mean come on!  She just gave birth!

 

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And my dad.

Thanks, mom and dad!   Happy Birthday to you, too!   Today marks a pretty significant day in your lives as well. 🙂

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I always remember my birthday’s being a pretty big display.

 

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And I loved all of it, of course.

 

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I was spoiled rotten.

 

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But, loved by many.

 

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I found quite a few Birthday pics from my childhood and teens and oh my.

The teenage years?  Oy.  The hair.  The clothing.  The glasses.

Ya, I’ll be saving those for a more significant milestone.  Like 40.   Or 50.  Or maybe never.

Until then, I am going to say:

CHEERS to 34!

 

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Can’t wait to see what it has in store.

 

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Big Hair, Don’t Care- Happy Birthday Mom!

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Oh, Glamour Shots.  Who else thinks this franchise needs to return?  I mean, seriously!  Big hair, stage makeup, pleather coats and sequined pencils.  Brilliant.

 

Today my mom celebrates 53 years of AWESOME!  

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM! 

I baked you a cake, circa 1986.

 

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We’ve come along way from these days:

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Love you! Hope you had a great day!

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