i’m obsessed enough with myself that i just looked to see what day of the week my birthday falls this year. somehow a friday or saturday birthday seems best because you can make celebrating a whole weekend affair and i just love celebrating… me. i know, it’s terrible and i shouldn’t love when everyone’s focus is on me quite this much, but i do. i love being loved.
(and don’t you love being loved on that much?)
this year my birthday is on a tuesday. ugh. tuesday. the only thing worse would be a thursday birthday. i dislike thursdays more than you probably hate wednesdays.
but three years ago my birthday also fell on a tuesday (please do not ask how i remember such things).
all this to say:
dear calendar,
please have march 15 be on a saturday in 2012. i’ve had enough tuesday birthdays recently.
thanks lots,
louissa
Now I know who you remind me of … Anne of Green Gables. : )
Unlike that silly P&P thing, I do like Anne.
i shall take that in a heartbeat!
I have solved this similar plight for myself by declaring every day my birthday. Ask any member of my family or Tommy Q. and they will say this is so.