On this date in history, July 8th in the year 951 Paris, France is founded giving the world The City of Lights. The same day in 1907 Mr. Florenz Ziegfeld staged his first follies on the roof top of a New York theater. And on this day in the year 1971 history failed to impress us in the same manner and instead gave us the birth of one ME.
In the words of the indomitable Ms. Dolly Parton as Truvy from Steel Magnolia’s “Time marches on and sooner or later you realize it is marchin’ across your face”. And boy does it! I looked in the mirror this morning and was convinced that somewhere in our family gene pool a Shar Pei must have stopped to take a pee! So I did what any “maturing” woman should do on her 39th birthday… I put on my big girl panties, the ones that cover everything from navel to knee and have been around nearly as long as me, introduced Juan Valdez to my friend Mr. Bailey’s and proceeded to take a trip down memory lane. Join me won’t you? I hear misery is clingy bitch and needs the same approval from strangers that I do.
Morticia and Gomez Mom and Da were pretty young themselves when they brought me home. I wonder if they noticed my ENORMOUS Alien head?
From a very young age I was keenly aware of the power of accessorizing. Sadly Mom had fallen prey to Caddy Shack couture.
<—-This is all your gonna get here gang. After this photo I was rather apt at camera avoidance. A skill that serves me well to this very day. (on a side note you’ll notice why my father says I was blessed with an eight-head.. double the size of a forehead. Well he got his gang.. he now sports what I lovingly call his SIXTEEN-head)
Enter the teen years and beyond. When I think about it I’ve packed so much into 39 years that I may just be equally as freaked out about the thought of boredom as I am about aging with little grace.. um okay.. NOT!
I fell in puppy love…
sewed some of those famous “oats”…
and was eventually lucky enough to land the love of the world’s most amazing guy!
AND have some pretty cool kidlets…
All things considered (well accept for the wrinkles, sags, bags and lack of Jags) it’s been a great three decades plus 9 and if I can maintain any semblance of sanity I think I can safely say I look forward to FORTY!