Today’s my birthday.
I’m celebrating it in the suburbs of Chattanooga, Tennessee. We’ve been visiting Matt’s parents here for the last few days. This is the first birthday I have ever spent in Tennessee, and I think that’s kind of cool — birthdays tend to run together year after year, so when you vary the routine a bit, it makes things more memorable.
I’m 36, and I wouldn’t say I’m thrilled about that. But there’s nothing I can do about it, really, except forget how old I am. Someone in my chorus was surprised a few months ago to find out how old I was. He’d thought I was about his age, which was 25. God bless him. May my youthful looks long continue.
Maybe it comes from eating a lot of oatmeal. Or maybe shorter people look younger. Or maybe I just act immature?
Anyway, 36 is a multi-factorial year (1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 9, 12, 18, 36), so today I can divide up my life in numerous ways. Fourths, sixths, twelfths, et cetera.
If getting older is no fun, at least I can always console myself with math.
Felicem diem natalem!
You know my thoughts on birthdays. But that’s just my own birthday.
So happy birthday to you! Hope you’re enjoying it, in spite of age.
Happy 36th Jeff. Hope the next 12 months are great for you. All the best for the new year.
Awww, happy birthday! Hope you have a great day & year.
At 36 I hadn’t even yet met my husband-to-be and love-of-my-life, so it seems like a pretty young age to me.
Happy Birthday!! I Hope you enjoyed the day!
Happy Bday Jeff!
happy birthday, you share your birthday with my dad and uncle!
A merry belated birthday. From my perspective, 36 is a young guy. Enjoy it.