Some people call it football weather. School age children think of it as the start to school. It's that first snap of a morning that promises cool weather to come. It's the slant the sunlight takes in the afternoon, when it fools you into thinking it's not so warm. But still it is.
It is those things, yes. But for me it always means Birthday Season. I love my birthday, I love to celebrate my birthday. And I have no problem planning multiple events.
With a birthday at the end of September, the start of the new school year always heralded a new birthday. Kid's birthdays were no different than probably any other kid in my neighborhood. A party in the yard with punch and cake. There are photos in an album at home of childhood birthdays. I think from the gleam in my eye, my love of birthdays has been with me a long time.
And it's no different as this 42nd year draws to a close. I look at it only as the opportunity to celebrate the 43rd beginning.
Even as we speak, I'm planning the evening's events. But I've got in the works what I want for both breakfast and lunch. And I may just take a day off work to ring in the year right!
It's going to be a great year. I can just feel it!
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