Apr 11, 2004 16:37
Dana just came by with an ad hoc birthday card. In essence, it is a piece of white paper folded over with a bunch of happy faces and HAPPY B-DAY DAN written in red and blue markers.
Me: You're so sweet!
Dana: Well it's your day.
Me: You're right, it is my day--wait, it's Jesus's day too.
Dana: Nah. It's your day.
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Jebus didn't even do anything today... he just got resurrected.
Lazy ass. You were actually being born... that's hard work!
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This didn't happen in my day. In the 80's we knew the value of a dollar and understood the virtue of hard work. Dammit.
Happy belated birthday, Daniel.
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Before you say anything, all I can say it: BUT IT WAS REALLY COMFY!!!
(I've always imagined my mother in that last month sitting on the couch, slouched over watching TV with a beer and a cigarette, drunk off her ass, punching her own stomach, screaming with slurred speech "Get out of me! For the love of God, GET OUT OF ME!!!")
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Being taken care of entirely by umbilical cord was a terrific time management tool; it freed me to do so much more reading than I do now when I have to eat every once in a while to avoid becoming dizzy.
(I can't imagine my mother watching TV.)
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But Jesus is the reason for the season. :)
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