Celebrate, Stephen! You have much to look forward to. You also have much for which to be grateful, including the fact that you have completed forty years. Pergolesi, Chopin, Schubert, Mendelssohn, and Mozart, among others, didn’t get to do that.
I wish I’d known in advance, youngster. A few years back, on the occasion of her 40th birthday, I gave a friend my copy of Judith Viorst’s “How Did I Get To Be 40, And Other Atrocities.” I could have looked for a copy for you.
Remember this line: “If I’d have realized I was going to live this long, I’d have taken better care of myself.”
You’ll use it more as time goes on.
You young punk.
I reminisce about turning 40 sometimes.
Oh, is that not what you meant?
Welcome to the ranks, Stephen. It actually does get better. Especially if you have someone special to share it with.
Celebrate, Stephen! You have much to look forward to. You also have much for which to be grateful, including the fact that you have completed forty years. Pergolesi, Chopin, Schubert, Mendelssohn, and Mozart, among others, didn’t get to do that.
Ha ha, you’re old!
But not as old as me.
Here’s to 40 more!
And if we make it that far, another 40 should be a piece of cake by then
Ooops, I meant to add, barring errant asteroids and buses, magnetic inversions, mutant AI, etc.
But I screwed up the cut and paste.
That happens more and more lately.
I’ll be 44 in a month.
You’ll get used to the little issues like that….
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! Here’s to the first third of your life!
Many, many happy returns of the day.
Cheer up Lazarus. It’s my firm belief that, barring accident or disease, folks our age have fair chance of living virtually forever.
So, no worries on paying off Obama’s spending spree.
There he goes, showing me up again…
Hells bells, I’m twice that plus some. What would you like to know, Junior?
In less than one week, I will no longer be 40.
(argh!)
Happy Birthday, fellow CO dweller.
I wish I’d known in advance, youngster. A few years back, on the occasion of her 40th birthday, I gave a friend my copy of Judith Viorst’s “How Did I Get To Be 40, And Other Atrocities.” I could have looked for a copy for you.