A lot of people hate birthdays, or say they don't care about them. Not me. I am not ashamed at all to say I love birthdays (everyone's birthday, not just mine) because it's the only day all year that's YOUR DAY. I especially like having a birthday in March. It's finally starting to not be so freezing cold outside, it's right before the NCAA Tournament, which I love (and attended when I was two weeks old!) and it's just long enough after New Year's that I can kick my butt back into gear for the other "new year" if I'm slacking on my resolutions. It just feels like such a nice, fresh start. I always think about how I want my year to be defined, and I'm pretty clear on what I want this year to be all about. I usually like my odd years better than my even years (I know that sounds weird, but I MUCH prefer odd numbers over evens. I was born at 7:23 p.m. on 3/9 of an odd year ... see?! It was programmed into me!), but I'm determined to love this year anyway, even though it's an even one.
It's already off to a good start. I had a lovely pre-birthday dinner, and the bestest BBFF in the whole entire world, Manic Mom, sent me a super fun package that got here today (and maybe, just maybe, included a Tim-Tam or two!!) It totally got me all giddy and excited.
I'm in a good mood. I really, really like my birthday. I know I probably should have gotten over that when I was, like, 12, but I don't care.
(Speaking of getting older, though, I am SO going and putting a mask on my face right now. I do love birthdays, but I swear I get a new baby wrinkle every day. Fortunately I have a nice freaking ZIT on my chin to distract everyone from the little lines on my forehead! HA!)
(OK, one more P.S. Like, NO CELEBRITIES have the same birthday as me. Hardly any. No big names. People like Bobby Fischer and freaking Emmanuel Lewis. But I looked up my birthday on Wikipedia and Barbie was "born" on March 9. Barbie! That's pretty big time. Also, the Ford Mustang. If only I had Barbie's 38-18-34 measurements and a Mustang convertible to park them in, then we'd be talking.)