...Thanks to the miracle that is Facebook, the world already knows today is my birthday. And I'm fifty-fucking-four.
That's right. Once you hit the big 5-0, you get to insert a little profanity into your years -- mainly because it's so surprising to realize that you're getting kind of OLD.
I'm appreciative of all the birthday wishes I've been receiving this week (Facebook - not to mention every marketing list I'm on. I mean, who wouldn't be delighted to open an email from CVS promising a happy birthday gift of a $3 off coupon?)
And then, there was the Netted newsletter that arrives every morning. Today, it informed me that this is National Older Persons Month, and in honor of that, they featured a social media service for seniors.
My first reaction is that old people already have one, and it's called Facebook. I'm Exhibit A.
But maybe I'm unusual. There are still a lot of older folks who aren't computer savvy. Nobody I know, but they must exist. This service allows you to take your Facebook information and turn it into a printed newsletter you can send your techno-phobic friends and relatives, so they can see what's been written on your wall, too. I guess that's kind of useful.
Anyway...
I'll be spending today as I do every other day, just trying to catch up on stuff that isn't getting done. I will go out to dinner tonight with my husband and daughter. And I'll be busy... contemplating which nasty word I'm going to insert into my age when I turn 60.
It's only six years away.
Happy Birthday!!!
Loving this: "I'll be spending today as I do every other day, just trying to catch up on stuff that isn't getting done."
I feel like this every day and it drives me crazy!!
Stopping by to welcome you to SITS!!
Posted by: Erin | May 20, 2010 at 08:26 AM
You may be over 50, but you are NOT old! (Trust me. I used to live in St. Petersburg, Florida, where old people are the biggest local industry.)
Happy birthday, Donna!
Posted by: Florinda | May 21, 2010 at 02:00 PM