Another Year. WORD.

Today, I am 34. Now is a good time to send gifts of cash, fattening foodstuffs, stupid t-shirts, or anything from Think Geek or KnockKnock Stuff.

Okay, fine. I’ll settle for proclamations of how gangsta I am. Word.

I’ll be back next week to tell you all about:

  • various room makeovers around the house.
  • aging. AGING! MID-LIFE CRISIS! It’s more like a mid-life impatience for our next step up, which most days results in me making the Cameron-Frye-goes-comatose face two or three or twenty times a day.
  • aging – the kids not me. MIDDLE SCHOOL. I shudder.
  • twelve young women who inspire me more than I think they realize they do.
  • marriage – I’m going to go all squishy on you about Frank and what I think makes our marriage work. It doesn’t have anything to with his mad culinary skills. Well, not much, maybe.

(The video was a gift from my Pakistanihomie,ย Faiqa. Faiqa, I’d eat fried chicken and hummus together with you any day.)

21 thoughts on “Another Year. WORD.”

  1. happiest of happy birthdays! May it be the most gangsta birthday of all!

    (And mid-life?!! I’m 33 this year so please let’s not be mid-lifing yet!) ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Belated Happy Birthday to you Gangsta!

    (Did you know, grammatically speaking, that we should say “belated happy birthday” not happy belated birthday” like most of us do. So despite how weird it sounds I now feel compelled to say belated happy birthday. And that’s all I have to say about that.)

  3. happy happy birthday!!God bless you and may you have more birthdays to come. Happy valentines as well may you share your blessings to other people.

  4. Happy (belated) Birthday! I hope it’s a gangsta-fabulous year! Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go finish laughing my bum off at that video.


  5. Happy belated birthday Gangsta………….I loved the video, and will be waiting to hear from you next week. How did the birthday party go?



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