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A week from tomorrow, I will turn 33 years old. It's my Jesus Year, a term for this milestone I first heard from my friend Annie when she turned 33 a few years back. It seems like a special enough occasion, but for the life of me I cannot come up with anything suitably messianic to commemorate the day. And now, of course, time is running out. I would need to organize some sort of party or other event, send out invitations, and collect RSVPs and regrets by Saturday, which hardly seems like enough time to do something up right. So if you're wondering why you, my dear friend, haven't yet been invited to my Big Beautiful Birthday Blowout Barbecue Bash, it's because there isn't one. It's not you, it's me. I've failed my own birthday! Oh, how I suck.

Replies: 5 Confessions

But you have outstanding taste in weird guitar guys.

elavil @ 01/26/2003 07:10 PM CST


Oh, yeah? You like the CD? Perhaps I could get him to play at the birthday party I'm not having.

amyc @ 01/26/2003 08:01 PM CST


There's a plan. And get 33 of those ginger lemon cookies and put a candle in each one. Well, or not. Those cookies have a pretty high statistical density for candle insertion.
Yes, I like the CD heaps and bunches, and have already watched 3 episodes of My So Lukey Life. You are fine friends.

elavil @ 01/26/2003 08:32 PM CST


I didn't fail on your birth day, I gave birth to a beautiful 7lb, 15 1/2 oz daughter with tri-color hair, black, brown and red. She has been unusual ever since. The nurses carried you around and you looked like a smarty pants even then, with your head bobbing around like today's bobbleheads. You read at three years, even surprised me. However, I must mention that you were 6 days short of a ten month baby. I'm surprised you weren't talking at birth.

Mom C @ 01/27/2003 07:03 PM CST


Awww! You're the best mom ever!

amyc @ 01/28/2003 05:50 AM CST


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