Pere Lachaise on a sunny day
The sound of rain woke me before the light had come, but the day gave way to sunshine by afternoon. I stayed in bed late, then read, then rose. It was a tranquil beginning to my quietest birthday yet.
I usually plan a celebration of some sort – I love my birthday! – but this year I didn’t feel that’s what I wanted for some reason. It might have had something to do with the storm – seeing the damage it wrought across much of the Eastern seaboard, but most personally, of course to my beloved New York.
Maybe it had to do with my anxiety over the impending election, too. (Please vote!)
But today there was no sadness. I was happy to face the day on my own terms.
After my languid start, I went to the library to work for a few hours, as has become my habit. Some would say, rest! Don’t work on your birthday! But slowly getting back into a committed writing routine is the gift I’m giving myself.
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Published November 4, 2011
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Tags: 33, birthday, paris, sunny
Happy in Portugal
Paris ordered up sun for my birthday! I’m so excited!
That’s a picture of me in sunny Portugal, by the way, not Paris, but you know, it still holds: good weather, happy times.
Looking forward to celebrating today and seeing what my new year has in store.
Have a great weekend!
I just wanted to thank you all for making my birthday so special. I was truly blown away by the number of nice comments I received. I am so grateful for you all – I feel as if I’ve gained a wonderful new community by starting this blog. Thank you for sharing the ride with me!
I promise a full post soon (perhaps even a Faux Pas Friday, as even on my birthday I managed one!), but for now just wanted to send a quick note of appreciation.
More soon! Bon weekend!
So I wasn’t going to do this. But then, one of the perks of having a blog is receiving nice comments that make my day. And today is my birthday. And nice comments on birthday = even better birthday.
32. Hmm. Haven’t really heard anything in particular about 32. It seems like a nice enough age to me. And Ani DiFranco’s “32 Flavors” of course springs to mind:
(I’ll also pretend that the applause is for me)
Ok, not really a birthday song. But I do stand by this: “I am 32 flavors and then some.”
This song sent me down memory lane. I used to listen to Ani all of the time, particularly in my college years. She voiced both the full angst and awesomeness of that period for me. (Life is dramatic and hard! I am kick-ass and amazing!) Oh god, if I only knew.
After playing this little ditty, I started listening to a whole bunch of other Ani songs, what used to be a pretty regular soundtrack to my days though it’s been years. And I realize, goodness! She is still awesome!
And then I remembered that “32 Flavors” comes from her 1995 album. And that 1995 is FIFTEEN YEARS AGO.
This revelation/reminder of time speeding by started making me feel a bit bad, which was totally not the point.
Which is why I invite you to wish me a happy birthday and make me feel better. Because it will.