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July 19, 2010


is always sort of anti-climactic.

Definition:  Anti-climax…

A sudden descent in speaking or writing from the impressive or significant to the ludicrous or inconsequential

HEYYYYY…that might be just a little bit of a SLAM…

My 50th birthday was a great event. Four or five days of nonstop, heart-wrenching monotony.


ok not really.  It was fun!  I had a friend here from out of town and also my big brother was visiting. We hid from the sun all day (for two days) but we were able to venture out in the dark like a couple of aged vampires.

I spent the time just laughing, laughing, laughing.  Being laughed AT…some of that was going on as well.  If there is one thing my friends really enjoy–it is the PLETHORA of opportunities that present themselves–to THEM…about ME….for them to exploit and use as ammunition against me.


Here is a photo of me in my BIRTHDAY SUIT!

hahaha no it’s OK, you can open your eyes. It is a picture of me….in the birthday dress that I bought for myself!  Psych!

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