Yeah, Yeah, Yeah....Happy Friggin' Birthday.

So....I feel like I should write something because it's my birthday today.

I'm 41.

I'm 50-9.

I'm in my 40's.

I'm middle aged.

I could wax rhapsodic about how time is flying by and how did I get here and what am I doing with my life.  Am I happy?  Am I moving in the right direction?  Am I complete and fulfilled in my choices?

I wrote a lot about the answers to those questions last year.

Didn't you read it?  Oh, well...Don't let me stop you.  Just click here and you can....'cause I'm movin' on.

I'm tired of thinking about what I'm going to be when I grow up.

I'm 41.  I'm grown.  I don't want to think anymore.  I don't want to fight.  I don't want to assess my progress

I just want to be.  50-9 year olds have earned that right.

I've also earned the right to have the cake that I want with the ice cream that I love.

But....alas....

I have children.  Who don't like the cake that I want and the ice cream that I love.

So, I'm eating this instead.

It has party blowers and curly candles.


YYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH ME!

And Yeah, YOU for loving me.  I love you, right back!

L.