It's My Birthday and I'll Blog About It If I Want To

Today is the anniversary of my birth and each year as the hypothetical candles increase on the cake that represents my life, I wonder where the time has gone. Wasn't I just 16 yesterday, heading out on my very first date? Didn't I just graduate from high school? When did this, me being a grown-up, thing happen? You know, a mortgage, car payments, a kid and husband to feed (my definition of being a grown-up).

Oh,well. Maybe changing the lyrics to the tune of "In Da Club" by 50 Cent (from my younger music listening days) will cheer me up:

Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go How-To Gal
It's your birthday
We gon' how-to it up like it's yo birthday
We gon' DIY craft decor for yo birthday
Cause we like makin' stuff cause it's yo birthday!

P.S. Don't listen to the real lyrics of this song...they're naughty

(Darn it! There's that stupid grown-up inside of me again!!!)

No, really, don't.