It happens every year, try as I might to avoid it. Annually. At about the same time each year. On the same damn day, even.
Every bloomin’ year! What’s with that?
For the last 15 years, I’ve tried to avoid it. I just put my head down and muddled through the whole month. Looked forward to February.
Yeah, it’s my birthday. Ho hum. Everybody has one. Still, I figure I need to do something to mark it.
So to celebrate, I’m going to insert one of my very favorite birthday songs for those of us who are in their our post- years. The perfect song for the post-teens; post-Yuppies; post-childbearing, child rearing, post-careerists; post-menopausal; for the pre- and post-retirement set.
The perfect song for the pre-dead among us. And I do hope you, my dear bloggin’ buddy, are among us.
Ho hum. Where’s the wine?