Yep Happy Birthday to me! Not that I'm so excited by this one...no, not at all. Most birthdays I just happily ate cake.
16- I didn't even bother to get my driver's license until 17.
18-no big deal...still couldn't vote.
21-okay so now I could vote but it wasn't an election year.
30-took it in stride.
40-now that was a tough one and I have the jewelry to prove it.
50-went out and got a treadmill.
55-oooh, not so nice especially when I realized my face had fallen. But I bucked up-bought all those anti-gravity creams.
But this one...oh dear...60 years old!
How is this possible?