yesterday was my birthday. my 39th birthday to be exact. i can't hardly believe it let alone say it out loud. i had a great day, an awesome day to be honest. my good friend willy crack corn called me just as i was getting ready to catch the morning train. that was a song wasn't it? anyway, he called and wished me a very happy birthday, we chatted for a few minutes and said goodbye. when i got to work the phone and email were blowin' up with calls and wishes. which always makes me feel nice. my assistant brought me in a pumpkin cheesecake that was very tasty and gave me a card with a gift cert. for itunes which was also great. love my assistant, she totally rocks by the way. well wishers were stopping by all day long. then some work friends took me out for lunch and we had sushi, another of my favorites. then grachie called me and said she wanted to take me out for dinner, and tricia and zsuzsa wanted to go with us. we went to mexico city and had taco's and i had way too many marguerita's. i was ok but hurtin' a little this morning and today. so overall i had a great day, can't complain in the least. the problem lies with being 39 and not feeling it, or at least thinking i don't feel it. the years just keep ticking on by and it's a very strange feeling. i seriously feel as though i'm still 25 ready to conquer the world, but i'm not and it's just strange. the saving grace is that i'm told quite often that i don't look my age which is great that old saying black don't crack has been doing me wonders. and i guess i'll get over this issue about the #.
i think my issue really is seeded is that i'm not dating anyone and would like to be in some sort of relationship at this point in my life. i hate saying that but i really think it's true. i've been chatting very recently with a police officer lately and we'll see what comes of it. he's really hot by the way and i can't wait to meet him in person. maybe this weekend if we can get it together. i guess i just thought i'd be at a different stage in my life at this point and now i'm trying to get my pity party invites in the mail. i konw it will come when it's supposed to, i just it would hurry the fuck up an be the right time. and i think i'm still going to work on the doggy day care crush. if we can ever hook it up it might be good for both of us. between his crazy schedule and my schedule i don't know which is worse. we'll figure it out though, i have faith that 39 is going to be a good year for me on all levels. i'm going to give my best shot and see what happens.
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