.... or that's what people tell me. But really, it's not that bad!
- People never forget my birthday, so
- I get just as many presents as everybody else
- I know there's 364 days from Christmas to my birthday, but I live with it
There's just one thing. I asked for edible presents this time, and having started eating everything at once I'm full to point of nausea. I don't think I'll feel like eating much tomorrow on Christmas Eve, and that's a shame because my mom has been cooking a very nice meal. So in a way, she pays the price for having me on the 23rd.
It's been a nice day, with over eating, having the girls over and playing table tennis, talking to family and friends, and making nice music at church. I can't ask for more.
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Belated happy birthday!
My daughter's birthday is on the 23rd as well, and I always wished it was ANY other day, but she's happy - so who am I to complain?
Merry Christmas :)
Why, thank you!
And Likewise!
:)
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