Birthday Suits Everyone!

I am going to be a little selfish in this mini-post as my birthday celebration is this Saturday. I must say, I secretly envy those with birthdays at the end of the month as I believe they hold right to celebrate the full thirty and then one. Me, I just get a week as mine falls on the seventh. (One might argue, a lucky number!) Fortunately, I have the bestest friends whom all believe, if you are having a bad day--any day of the year, "It's your birthday." Let's just say, we are well practiced at 'birthday' celebrations.

Seeing as how I am allowed to celebrate oft and a lot, when the real deal rolls around, I am silly mad for a birthday dress. The irony on so many levels is, it is a given the weather will be glorious--unearthly, each day leading to that calendared Saturday. Each rising degree building to that day paves way to great expectations and mounted bravado to flaunt a sassy frock as "It's my (real) birthday!!!" And then, bam! De-flate. The worst rainstorm to hit North Texas will drop in flooding not only streets but the bars!!! Killer bees will decend and rather than kill, impregnate my single friends via tooth or toe! And then, and then!! let's just say, hell freezes over. Ha! Don't you worry! I will still wear my birthday dress. Why? Because despite such chronic dismay, it's still my birthday (really) and I will still feel good in my dress. Join me! It can be your birthday too!