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:
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?”
“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.