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Today is My Birthday

Everyone has one. It’s what you make of it.

I think I like mine more than most other people do – well least that’s what I’ve experienced. No one (there are exceptions – one that immediately comes to mind is my Father who who would announce his impending Birth Anniversary from the Pulpit – perhaps the apple does not fall too far from the tree)  warns me of their birthday a month in advance. I like to keep my friends, acquaintances and colleagues up to date. My family knows and also, when we sit around the dinner table will remark that I’ll be turning a new age in a month/ 23 days/ a fortnight/ next week/ tomorrow/ in half an hour.

To anyone who has half an ear to listen with I will start giving them a heads up about a month before the time. The reactions vary, some people know me and are grateful that I’ve let them know, after all, they love me and wouldn’t want to miss an opportunity to give me Good Wishes. Other’s know me a little less well and consequently comment and say that they hope that I have a good day – I assure them that I will. Then they nod and I can see them thinking of what they would like to give me in the form of a present – which is great since they’ve had fair warning now.  The people who don’t know me that well always smile and I can tell that they think I’m forward. And yes, I suppose it is a little forward but what makes it perhaps right in front of forward is the fact that I tell people what I want for my Birthday too.

It’s for their benefit of course, there’s nothing quite so awkward as finding out that someone’s birthday is on that day and you have nothing to give them. I’m just sparing people that embarrassment. It’s not as if I ask for things that cost money – in fact quite the contrary the free-er the better-er. So a couple of years back I asked for hugs – I got a lot – since I made sure that I was working on my holiday. Everyone that I’d warned a month before the time (continuously) had a hug for me. One year I asked for text messages (which do cost something – thanks everyone that texted in 2009) I also like to ask for Sincere Best  Wishes – I clarify and describe how I would like them delivered: a) with eye contact

b) you should clasp one of my hands in both of yours

c) I don’t want Mediocre or Good Wishes – I want only the Best for My Birthday.

Many kind souls humour me and consequently my Birthday ROCKS! I mean, who’s wouldn’t?

This year, since I’ve left my beloved Choir behind I’ve had a musical request – I would like everyone who I encounter today, in person or audibly on the telephone to sing to me -(my Father In Law asked what I’d been asking people to sing – I don’t think he’s had a Birthday since he was 5 years old – I told him about the common little ditty that people traditionally sing on one’s Hatch Day. He said, ‘Doh.”) So now at 16h10 on 10 Feb 2012 I’ve had 6 versions of Happy Birthday sung to me by my:

Clients – one of which can play 12 Medieval musical instruments and harmonised so beautifully with the 5 voices in my first Group Class this morning.

Colleagues – you know who you are – thanks for the call :-),

Friends – who flew here from London to sing about Squashed Tomatoes and Stew (in an Off Key – thanks),

Family – The Eldest and her father sweetly croaked out my request at 06h30 this morning,

Mother In Law even braved the first line before giving up since she’s been told that she shouldn’t sing  and

Strangers – my Sister (who bombarded me on all platforms – facebook, text message and a phone call)  and her delightful kitchen staff called me during their lunch rush to sing – that’s how special I am.

That is about 1 an hour since I woke up this morning. Do you know what it feels like to live in a Musical? People randomly breaking into song around me has been a life long ambition – and I know the words to join in and my choreography isn’t too difficult to follow either.

It’s not a Big Birthday – it’s not hitting one of the decade marks. It’s not a Crown Birthday. Still it’s a special day because today I’m the same age as my Mother – 37. When I first became conscious of the fact that she had an age, I asked her what hers was, she said she was 37. To this day, self centred creature that I am, I have filed away that ‘Mom is 37’ and to me that’s the age she always will be since I’ve neglected to ask her each year how old she is turning because, after all, it’s all about me.

And now I’m going to go and practice my Gratitude and go and respond to each every one of the 100 + Wishes on Facebook – but while I’m here and to all of you that are reading Thank You for making my Birthday as great as it is in my own tiny warped little mind!



A Silly Poem for Skêr

Many many moons ago

when we were young and the days would flow

from one art class into the next

who would have thought you’d see this in text

Happy Birthday Dear Old Scissor

don’t I wish I could hold up a mirror

to show you all the things I’ve thought

since we left school in year nought

How often I’ve thought of your cartoons

the way you’d draw constantly, not only pictures of spoons

but of people, the sea and lots of building crowded streets

plenty of boots, fruits and tables draped in sheets

with a line and shade you’d quickly represent

I always thought the way you did ‘white’ was an extreme talent

And now here we are with distance, time and life

between all these birthdays, lots of good and some strife

it’s good to be able to connect her in Cyberspace

to monitor you as you run to prepare for some race

So here’s a Special Wish to commemorate

all the years of Birthday Cake you have ate!

Many Many Happy Returns Of the Day

Hope you’ve made some good memories, got a chance to play

sat back and drank whatever poison you imbibe

and didn’t have to put up with any ‘you’re-too-skinny’ jibe

I’m sure you were showered with hugs and kisses from Matt

and now it’s time to keep smiling for another year of this and that.

A Silly Poem for Sharon Grace Kriel

How auspicious to share a day with Elvis, The King

and especially awesome that we can sing

Happy Birthday To My Favourite Sister!

I am sure that you will get spoiled by your Mister

With breakfast in bed;

peace and quiet for that book that needs to be read.

Maybe even with a pretty flower on the tray

now that would be a great start to the day!

And then maybe a leisurely cycle about forest & town

upon your head, a bright golden Birthday Crown

So that everyone would know

and have the proper respect to show

That Today you are Thirty Something

and you’re not at the Wine Farm working

Instead you’re making it like you want it to be

drinking some fancy pants cocktails next to the sea

A far cry from the little girl you were

truth be told you were a wee bit dur

Look at you now all organised to the hilt

Running Altydgedacht at Full Tilt

Inspirational, ingenious and Built To Thrill

I Love You and Happy Birthday Sharon Grace Kriel

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