Technically today may be my 46th birthday, but you'll understand if this year I have decided to take the proverbial mulligan and put off the celebration until my Cushing's condition has, at least, been mitigated. I love my yearly "Carol Palooza" as much if not more so than the next Princess. I mean, what could be more suited to Royalty than a designated day that revolves solely around her birth? But this year I'm tired, I don't fit into any clothes, my hair is a little patchy, I'm avoiding sugar, carbs and fat, and I'm still walking with the Fabulous Pink Cane. I just don't feel like breaking out the Palooza today. But I will soon...and then, be afraid - be very afraid!
On this, the dawn of my 47th year, I find I have no philosophic adages to impart, no sage advice to give. I've got nothing else but what we all already know in the backs of our minds:
- Live life to your fullest capacity every day
- A pity party is OK every now and again as long as you get back up in the saddle of the horse that threw you
- Ice cream is good
- Never give up
- Accommodate your weaknesses
- When in doubt, put on a tiara
- Appreciate everything in your life as the gift it is
- Take time to really see what is around you
- Life is a freakin' strange ride
GO GIANTS!
Carol,
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Carol, Happy Birthday to you. I hope your day was as good as it could be! We're thinking of you and know that you enjoyed the game last night with the Giants taking it 4-0! XOXO Dawn