…my birthday shows up… as does everyone else’s…but I really can’t remember how Old I’m turning! I have to do the numbers thing,…you know, adding by 10’s from my birth year on my fingers?
I think what it means is, I just don’t Care! What’s the difference how old we are unless we’re panicing and trying to be something we’re Not.
No- ‘The more I learn… the less I understand… all the things I thought I knew…I’m learning again,’… isn’t that how it goes?
Yes, it’s all one big oxymoron! NO! I didn’t just call you a ‘moron!’
I walked into my kid’s bedroom this morning, and there they were: all my kids, and all My gifts- all on the dresser, unwrapped, and my kids just continued to talk to me, as I stared at the ‘not so secret’ gifts, totally oblivious– and I realised, they are JUST LIKE ME! Those poor things!
Five more ‘Oxymorons’ coming up!
Thank you all for the wonderful Birthday Wishes today! I adore you!