Thursday, May 29, 2008

So Far, So Good

I am pleased to report that I made it through my birthday -- one of the ones that ends in a zero, which is only a little less bad than the ones that end in five -- without any major emotional melt-down.

Could it be that I'm finally growing up? Aw, pshaw!

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  1. Happy Birthday!!! Just getting better!!!

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  2. Happy Birthday (one assumes belatedly).

    M

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  3. Happy Birthday!!!

    Now you're 30 your car insurance should start going down.

    I prefer to look at it as "29 'a', 29'b', 29'c'" etc.

    I'm up to "29 ff"

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  4. Happy Birthday! I guess it's better to get old than to stop getting older.

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  5. Happy belated birthday, you beautiful thing!

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  6. Don't feel too bad Roberta - I turned 36 last week, and to be honest, I really didn't care.

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  7. Happy Birthday Roberta.

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  8. Nothing but the best wishes
    for a lady of your age and caliber.
    Anon, Don

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  10. Happy Birthday +1!

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  11. Thank you, thank you, thank you! My, this is overwhelming.

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  12. Happy Belated Birthday, youngin'...

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  13. Happy Birthday, Roberta!!

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  14. Happy Birthday. What it is they say, we don't get older...we just get better.

    All The Best,
    Frank W. James

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  15. Happyful Birfday, Roberta!

    As I told the D-I-L, the secret is to pick an age you like and stay with it. I picked "15".

    And htrn, if I could 36 next week it would be no big deal either.

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  16. yeah, well, lest ye get complacent...three-oh was just a number, four-oh found me (finally) in my prime...

    then five-oh snuck up on me and beat my ass...my great eyes went to shit taking a lot of the fun out of readin' and shootin', every beer goes straight to the middle, my f'in back hurts, and for the first time in my life i had to start being careful that my mouth didn't overload my ass...'s a bitch...

    where was i? oh, yeah, happy b-day, bobbi!

    jtc

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