I turn 45 years old today. When I check my life expectancy at various websites, I usually estimates from 84 to 90 years old.
So, I'm officially half dead. Sigh...
I'm going to spend most of the day writing midterm questions and attending a longish meeting tonight.
Yeah, I'm a party animal. Amazing that I've made it this far...
So, I'm officially half dead. Sigh...
I'm going to spend most of the day writing midterm questions and attending a longish meeting tonight.
Yeah, I'm a party animal. Amazing that I've made it this far...
12 comments:
Slow down. Pace yourself.
Is it ironic that you are writing midterm questions on a day when you are officially half dead?
Happy birthday, Brad! I turned 45 in April.
Happy birthday, Brad! You are a young pup, my friend. I turn 66 in five more days and the trick is just remembering a lot of others didn't get this far....
Happy Birthday Brad. Look around your home. It's been a pretty good 45 years, hasn't it?! :) Be happy!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! and oohhhh nooo don't say "half dead"!! your're still "half alive"!!
P.S.
So are we all invited over for cake? ;)
happy birthday, old friend. you are soooo lucky. 45-year-old dudes can qualify for boston with a 3:30 marathon. this is your year...
Happy Birthday Dude!! You are sooo . . . old. I already know I won't look as half as good as you do at 45. Have a great party. I'll take my cake by e-mail.
ben and everyone...I made Brad a cake and your all welcome to a piece.
http://stoneparlart.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-was-over-at-brads-and-its-his.html
It's priceless!
Happy Birthday Brad!
happy birthday Bradley. Don't worry, it is not the years that matter, it is the miles. I am 52 and tenaciously hang on to the concept of middle age.
Thank you for the birthday greetings! It's funny, I won't think of mentioning my birthday at work, but I wanted to announce it on this blog.
Thanks for:
-the advice to slow down (I'm all for it),
-the identification of irony, which was really funny
-the good news about the Boston Marathon
-the lie about me looking good for my age
-the birthday cake
-and the general encouragement to go for #46 (despite having so many miles on me)
Thank you!
I must have been out of the room when they sang and you blew out the candles. So a belated happy birthday. And when you get to be my age, the qualifying time for the Marathon will probably be measured in days.
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