On Sunday, it came to pass that the buoyant, cheerful, vibrant Oz Boy said goodbye to his twenties and joined the kvetchy 30 & something group. Gone are the sun dappled days of chasing young lithe 20 years olds [cough 19 year olds cough], the long hard nights of partying till dawn and the ability to bounce out of bed, awake, jubilant, wide eyed and bushy tailed after having partaken in such an event. As they say it’s all down hill from here. ;o) Welcome to the achy joints, stiff muscles , general malaise and “The Hangovers”. Of the things to look forward to, the inability to remember where they heck you put the house keys, definitely tops my list, especially when you finally realize that you are holding them in your hands…
Wishing you the happiest of birthdays dearest friend. Hoping that that the day was filled with all that your heart desired, that it was spent in the company of good friends, and those you loved were with you, even if only in thought. Many, many happy returns. May this year bring you much laughter, love and happiness, with the promise of many more to come.
Our biggest squishes, and love
belated birthday wishes once again
us.
[you remember the people who your forgot to stuff in your bags and schlep with you to Oz land!]