Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional

I turn "twenty-twenty two" officially at 11:20 p.m. I have the distinction of sharing my birthday with Jimi Hendrix and Carolyn Kennedy, and every once in awhile, it falls on Thanksgiving which is always fun. One time in college, when I got back from Thanksgiving break and was showing my roommate/spiritual twin/sisterfriend the stuff I got, she says, "You spoiled little brat! You get presents for Thanksgiving???" I was stunned and stammered, "but....but....but it was my birthday!" Needless to say, she was eating crow for a few days. Now, 23 years later, we still joke about it. Michelle - if you read this, I love ya babe!!

And I suppose I should do a pre-emptive strike before "Anonymous" leaves some torrid scenario about me and Michelle as roommates, which he is prone to do frequently, so "keep it in yer pants, dear, it wasn't like that!"

Speaking of "Anonymous", I've no idea what hubby got me as I won't open any pressies till I get home, but hopefully there'll be something Vincent-related!!

So happy birthday to me, and here are some tasty pics from Eliza, thereel, eBay and others who I cannot recall but you know who you are!