And you're saying No duh. But I have been repeating this to myself and whoever happens to be near me all day. The policeman at customs. The hotel receptionist. The woman showing her young son the airplanes at the airport.
You'd be minding your own business and suddenly I'd bust you in the ear with the information. Expecting you to comp my snacks from the mini bar or drop the hand of your small child and come see about me. Well Happy Birthday stranger, whoever you are!.
Nope. For the most part people took this information dryly. Some even looked at me all crazy.
Crickets.
But it didn't matter. I kept repeating my Dita Day mantra to myself: Today is your birthday. You are thirty!.
And you know what, after ten hours of saying this it actually feels like my birthday. Even if I spent it flying to Croatia and no one around knew how special the day was.
Such is the fate of a trackster born in August. I love my life and feel grateful to God I get to see another anywhere on our beautiful planet.
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In commemoration of my arrival into the 30's, I bought a totally age inappropriate birthday present in honor of years gone by. |
| The best 30th birthday gift on earth A Cookie Monster Tee |
Hello dirty thirty! Where have you been all my life? Let's get this partay started Ok k k!
Thanks for the birthday L♥ve Friends & Fam
Have a blessed day everyone!
Have a blessed day everyone!
Perdita xo
