Everyone thought I'd be a Halloween baby, and sometimes I think I should have been. When I was a kid, everyone dressed up at my birthday parties anyhow. Alas, I was born a day late.
I celebrated with my family last weekend, but tonight, I'm going salsa dancing with my new Chicago friends. Hopefully I don't break an ankle.
Happy Birthday to Karen, too!
Poem: Far Gone
3 days ago
2 comments:
Happy B-Day. As for being born on All Saints Day...well I have to say there's irony here...at least when it comes to me! :)
Happy b-day, a couple days late:)
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