I hate my birthday. Too many bad memories/disappointments.
I wish I could just skip over the 29th. I wish I'd been born on a leap-year day. Then I'd only have to celebrate my birthday once every four years.
This is what I have to say about turning 24. Two-four.
18 minutes.
I'm going to bed before it's too late.
4 comments:
Happy Birthday CLaire.
I hope you ended up having a good day. Brunch was fun! And now you have to come over and drink one of those jumbo bottles of wine with me and Val. It will be awesome. We will feed you whatever you want us to make for you, too. Ian can come over too. And there won't be any pressure on you, because your official birth DAY will be over and done with. Call us!
I think you should change your blog description, because dammit, you ARE hopping a plane, and SOON! Sigh. I shall miss you.
Happy birthday Claire!! I forgot you were an April birthday. We never celebrated your birthday in Boise so it does not stick in my head.
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