Happy 47th birthday to me! (Again)

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The first week of August around here is referred to as Birthday Palooza. My son’s birthday is July 31, my dad’s is August 1, my daughter and my sister share an August 2 birthday and mine is August 5. And that’s just my immediate family. I also have a brother-in-law, sister-in-law and niece with birthdays in either late July or early August.

My birthday always has and most probably always will be shared with family, and I’m okay with that. What better way to celebrate your birthday than your family? My sister found a birthday card which sums up this sentiment rather nicely:

inside card

It’s funny because it’s true. We put the fun in dysfunctional.

Anyway, this year I turned 47, which is weird, because for the life of me I thought I turned 47 LAST year. As a matter of fact, if you were to search blog posts I’ve written over the past year, you will find that I’ve often referred to myself as being 47. When I was 46. Weird, huh?

Many of you may be thinking to yourselves, “How can a person not know how old they are? Was she born under mysterious circumstances? Was she left on her parents’ doorstep as a baby and her actual age is merely a educated guess?”

No. I know the day I was born. August 5, 1965. I have my birth certificate as proof. My only defense is that I honestly don’t think much about my age. Also, I suck at math.

How did I come to the realization that I was turning 47 and not 48?

Because a couple of weeks ago, my husband asked me what I wanted for my birthday. This question lead to the next:

“How old are you, again?”

“I’m 47…I think. I’m pretty sure I’m 47,” I said.

“What year were you born?”

“1965.”

“It’s 2012. If you were born in 1965, how old does that make you?” he asked.

Me: “You know I suck at math.”

Him: “You’re 46. You’ll be 47 on your birthday.”

Me: “Okay then. Good to know.”

So, Happy 47th birthday to me again! I’m not sure whether to be glad not to be 48 yet or sad that I never enjoyed being 46.

No matter. I’m just grateful to have celebrated another birthday. Whichever one it happens to be.

Thanks to you all for the birthday greetings via Facebook and Twitter. You made my 40-somethingth birthday that much more special.

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9 Responses to “Happy 47th birthday to me! (Again)”

  1. floyd August 5, 2012 at 6:09 pm #

    Happy Birthday Kathy! Hope it’s a great day with family.

    For the record, I’ll be keeping track just in case you might be trying to turn 47 again next year!

  2. SimplyDarlene August 5, 2012 at 9:00 pm #

    So, whatcha gonna do with your extra year?

    Blessings.

  3. James Williams August 5, 2012 at 9:06 pm #

    Happy birthday, Kat. Welcome to 47. I’ve been keeping it warn for you since January.

  4. Larry Hehn August 5, 2012 at 9:29 pm #

    Happy birthday!

  5. indymavs August 5, 2012 at 10:39 pm #

    Happy Birthday, Kathy! Hope you had a special day…!

  6. Louise G August 6, 2012 at 11:34 am #

    Happy Happy Birthday — whatever the number, they all look good on you!

  7. Jason Stasyszen August 6, 2012 at 1:11 pm #

    Definitely just be happy you get to do 47 again. No since crying over your misspent youth. Glad you had a great day, Kat! Blessings on your year. Just don’t repeat 47 again or you’ll start feeling like Bill Murray in Groundhog Day. You don’t know anyone named Ned Ryerson, do you? I sure hope not. 🙂

  8. Hazel Moon August 7, 2012 at 6:04 pm #

    Happy Birthday Kat – Hope your day was special. Looking back – 50 wasn’t so bad!

    Say is Peter ready to open the One Word Carnival again??

  9. Joseph Baran August 8, 2012 at 10:28 am #

    Happy Birthday! Wishing you sincere blessings and good health for decades to come!

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