Tuesday, May 15, 2012

It's My Birthday and I'll Blog if I Want To!

Anyone remember Similac?
This photo won $50 from them
(or so I've been told.)
I love my Birthday.  Always have.  Always will.  Trying hard not to be like, "Happy Birthday to ME!" and sounding all nose in the air.

A'hem...excuse me.  I really call it my "Birthday Month."  God gave me a birthday month with 31 days in it.  Should use them all...

On my special day, although it is a Tuesday and I have to work, I thought I'd tell you 15 things you might not know about me:

1. I am 100% Heinz 57.  My maternal side is 50% German and 50% American Indian.  My paternal side has never really been documented...Irish?  English?

2. I was on the swim team in high school.  I had a beautiful swim stroke, although I wasn't very fast.  I also dove both the 1mm and 3mm boards and once competed in the Junior Olympics.

3. I was born here in Denver...a rare Colorado native.

4.  My favorite ice cream flavor is mint chocolate chip (though I can easily subsitute regular chocoloate chip at any time).  Hoping to score some tonight.  Mmmm…

5.  While all the other little girls were Brownies...I was a Bluebird.  They sold cookies...we sold candy.  Almond Roca was our big seller (and my fav).  My mom was the troop leader.  I eventually graduated to Camp Fire Girls.  Went away to summer camp.  Sang Kumbaya and learned how to make an award-winning s'more.  Had a uniform, a sash and all the badges...wonder what happened to that?

6. I LOVE to read and wish I had more time for it.  I love magazines and newspapers (in fact, I devour the Sunday paper every week).  I have a goal to finish one book a month.  Summer is my all time favorite time to read...outside...on the patio.

7.  Mexican food is my favorite.

8.   I detest being told what to do.  Okay, so I can act like a spoiled brat at times, but seriously, who likes to be told how-to-do something or what-to-do?  Just let me figure it out and do it on my own.  The more I’m told to do something unappealing to me, the more I’m inclined to do the opposite.  I’m disciplined – at least I used to be much more than now, but please don’t push me.

9.  I was a Pom-Pom girl in high school and a pretty good kid. I never got into any BIG trouble. Probably because I was too scared to pay the consequences.  Lol

10.  I very rarely lose my temper...but when I do it can be explosive!  I am composed and even tempered – 90% of the time.  There is nothing more powerful than remaining calm when the person in front of you isn’t.  Sure, I can be sarcastic.  I do it often under certain circumstances and I’m quite good at it. But, I’ll try to be sarcastically cool with a disappointed look.  For me to lose my temper means that all lines have been crossed, all barriers broken, and I can't keep a lid on it (just think me green, large, and hulkish) at that point.  I don’t like me when it comes to that.

11. I "used-to-could" sing!  I was pretty good.  I was in all the school choirs, a soloist, and a member of an invitation-only, District-wide choir for which I had to audition.  I was the lead in my 8th grade Operetta, "Don't Fold, Staple, or Mutilate."  I should try that again...some day.

12. When I was little, my dad worked for a moving company.  He brought home a lovely, gently-used, upright piano one day that the people no longer wanted.  So...I took lessons.  Weekly piano lessons.  An hour of practice every...single...day.  Played in spring & summer recitals.  Hated it.  I used to have to ride my bike (with the pink polka-dot banana seat) to my lessons.  Hated it.  Quit.  (Big mistake.)

13. I reall wanted to go to college.  I was smart.  Graduated high school with a 4.0 GPA.  I took the SATs.  Scored well.  Applied to only one college, the University of Northern Colorado, and was immediately accepted.  I never went.  Looking back, I'm sure it had to do with money.  My mom could've never afforded to put me through College.  By her encouraging me to take a full-time, well-paid job when I was 17...kinda put the kabash on College.  This is the one thing in my past I would change...

14. I love to travel.  Long distance, short distance, doesn’t matter. Love it, love it, love it!  I have visited several countries and there are lots on my bucket list.  I would entertain moving to a foreign country at a moments notice.  I will probably spend my last dime on a trip somewhere, anywhere.  I think discovering new places is one of the most fulfilling things in life.

15.  Lastly, I am disclosing my age.  Yes, I am 52 today.  My dad died at 52...four months after his  birthday of heart disease.  I am so taking better care of myself.

So...pardon me for being so self-indulgent.  Granted, I realize other people write their own birthday posts.  I just never thought I'd write one...that would seem...I don't know...weird. I worry about such stupid things. 

I've had a good day so far. Free coffee at the neighborhood coffee joint.  New shirt, jacket, and handbag to wear to work. Beautiful sunshiney day. Off @ 1:00 to enjoy the afternoon and get a pedicure.

Birthday lunch?  Check.

Birthday dinner.  Check.  Check.

It's a good day to celebrate.

1 comment:

  1. I did wish you a very happy birthday yesterday, but since you (as I do) celebrate for the whole month, I will again wish you a happy day-after! I had to laugh at some of our similarities, but being 52 is not among them. You are still a baby, my friend! Enjoy your month! Enjoy your life! At 68, I have surpassed the "death ages" of both of my parents and feel very blessed!