7/18
It's not a milestone birthday, but it is, in fact, my birthday.
I will sup on filet mignon and have a pedicure.
My gift is Chicago. Yes. My dear husband has purchased a large section of the city and bestowed it upon me as a gift.
Actually, I am flying off to Blogher next week where I will be outed.
This thought does unnerve me somewhat but I plan on sticking to Susie Sunshine like a tight cashmere sweater.
I'm going to cling to Poppy like last season's Lily Pulitzer skirt (the Fancie Nancie).
But enough of that.
Drink to me today.
Have my new favorite beer which I love from its soft finish to the graphics on the bottles and boxes.
Not enough to wear the hat, though...
I don't think I could wear the hat.
Do you think that the person who wrote the copy for the hat was drunk?
There are one or two blue moons a year.
We thought I might have Oldest the night of a blue moon twenty two years ago, but he held on for another two weeks.
As a Cancer, I am drawn to the moon.
But I still wouldn't wear that hat.
I will sup on filet mignon and have a pedicure.
My gift is Chicago. Yes. My dear husband has purchased a large section of the city and bestowed it upon me as a gift.
Actually, I am flying off to Blogher next week where I will be outed.
This thought does unnerve me somewhat but I plan on sticking to Susie Sunshine like a tight cashmere sweater.
I'm going to cling to Poppy like last season's Lily Pulitzer skirt (the Fancie Nancie).
But enough of that.
Drink to me today.
Have my new favorite beer which I love from its soft finish to the graphics on the bottles and boxes.
Not enough to wear the hat, though...
I don't think I could wear the hat.
Do you think that the person who wrote the copy for the hat was drunk?
There are one or two blue moons a year.
We thought I might have Oldest the night of a blue moon twenty two years ago, but he held on for another two weeks.
As a Cancer, I am drawn to the moon.
But I still wouldn't wear that hat.
Comments
ps what is wrong with champagne?
You are still a Mere Child.
cheers!
Also, Blue Moon with an orange slice is the bomb. But still, like you - wouldn't wear the hat.
:-)
I know! I will drink a nice glass of pinot. How's that? I can listen to NIN while I drink it, if that helps.
Ja, må du leva, Ja, må du leva,
Ja, må du leva uti hundrade år.
Ja, må du leva, Ja, må du leva,
Ja, må du leva uti hundrade år.
Ja, visst ska du leva,
Ja, visst ska du leva,
Ja, visst ska du leva uti hundrade år.
Ja, visst ska du leva,
Ja, visst ska du leva,
Ja, visst ska du leva uti hundrade år!
This is the song Swedes sing at birthdays. Roughly translated it means "Ja (Yes) you will live, Ja you will live, Ja you will live for a 100 years (hundrade ar).
The second verse is pretty much same as the first, just an affirmation that you will live for
hundrade ar.
I've heard this song so very many times from my childhood at my "Mormor" and "Morfar"'s home, and now in my home where I'm the "Mormor" and B, the Morfar" where we sing it for our kids and grandkids.
The song always makes me smile. The memories are so good.
So, bb, make some good memories today!
I wish you a Very Happy Birthday--and wear the hat.
N.
Robin
And thanks for redeeming the day for me. It's also the birthday of my not-so-lovely-and-very-deceased father, but from now on I can think of you on this day....How's that for cheerful?
Can I participate in the drinking to you anyway?
Nstro Azzurro is all I have in what used to be my house.
So, I'll drink that. Happily.
Buon compleanno.
Once in a blue moon, we have something in common. Blue Moon is the beer of choice around here, too.
And many, many happy returns to you.
(and if Susie outs you....you know what they say about payback!)
Happy Birthday!!
Try the Bluemoon with a slice of orange squeezed init. YUM!
I, too, am a Cancer. Most definitely drawn to the moon. And I will drink a Blue Moon with you. Salut!
The hat? Oh ya, I would gladly wear that hat :)
Will you still remember us little folk when you get back?
Yom huladit sameach
Yom huladit sameach
Yom huladit sameach
Yom HULADIT sa-me-ach!
Yom huladit sameach
Which, sadly, is Happy Birthday in Hebrew. Evidentally they need some help in the lyrics department.
And many happy, healthy returns of the day.
Thanks for brightening our days with your Cancerian, moony goodness!
(Glad to know my high school German is still occasionally useful.)
I hope you had a lovely day with your loved ones.
Jealous that you will be outed and I will not be there. I will have to call Susie and get her to email a photo of the two of you!! from my beloved second home town!!
Also, I hope you have a wonderful time at BlogHer. I am not going this year, and I'm sort of okay with that. But I am still a little sad about it because there are a few people I would have liked to have met (one of them being you).
As my son used to sing to me when he was a little sprout....Haffy Berfy to you. Haffy Berfy to you. Haffy Berfy to youuuuuuuu. Haffy Berfy to you.