My mother decided that I should get something practical for my 10th birthday. ‘Suppose we open a savings account for you?’ she suggested. ‘It’s your account, darling,’ my mother said as we entered at the bank, ‘so you fill out the application.’ I was doing fine until I came to the space for ‘Name of your former bank’. With just a slight hesitation, I put down ‘Piggy’. It was true.
My family had two girls born days apart in August which meant shared birthday for the early years for two very different girls. If one felt it was too hot, the other thought it was too cold. If one said the TV was too loud, the other claimed the volume needed to be turned up. Opposite in many ways, one was an eternal optimist, the other a doom and gloom pessimist. Just to see what would happen, one year our father loaded the pessimist’s room with every imaginable toy and game. The optimist’s room he loaded with horse manure. That night he passed by the pessimist’s room and found her sitting amid her new gifts crying bitterly. ‘Why are you crying?’ our father asked. ‘Because my friends will be jealous. I have to read all these instructions before I can do anything with this stuff, I’ll constantly need batteries, and my toys will eventually get broken,’ answered the pessimist sister. Passing the optimist’s room, he found his daughter dancing for joy in the pile of manure. ‘What are you so happy about?’ he asked. To which she replied, ‘There’s got to be a birthday pony in here somewhere!’ (I’m still looking for that pony! LOL)
David’s wife is mad at him because he forgot her birthday. David saved his skin, ‘Sweetheart,’ he says. ‘How do you expect me to remember your birthday when you never look any older?’ David’s a smart guy. He always remembers his little cousin’s birthday. It’s the day after she reminds him of it.
Most of all as I celebrate my birthday this weekend I am going to take time to stop and appreciate gravity. Sure, it makes things sag south as you get older, but it also keeps your cake from flying all over the room so you don’t have to chase it!