not an impossible day

well now. today is my birthday. how is it possible that i've made it another year? i don't know.

i've got the day off. yippee. i had the day off anyway because our program doesn't resume until next week, but as if that weren't enough, the school system where our program is located was called off for frigid temps on top of that. so i double have the day off.

so it's a nice thing to have your birthday free to sleep in, read, munch on junk, start a fire in the fireplace, watch old episodes of bonanza, and more or less anything you want. and friends are taking me out to dinner to boot. plus i can sleep in tomorrow also. it's all pretty good, i'd say. i feel fairly blessed.

plus all the nice facebook wishes, texts and emails and cards from friends and family, and a call from my daughter first thing in the morning. it all makes for a really pleasant birthday for an old woman, i'd say.

so what do i think about being this old? well, you know- i don't really feel this old. and i learned yesterday that i'm still capable of doing a cartwheel- although i didn't attempt a flip or a back bend. that seemed like a bit too much like impossible for me at my advanced age. i can still also stand on my head though. and that's good to know. because you just never know when you are going to be called upon to stand on your head, you know.

but the point is- i guess being this old is ok. as corny people, such as my dad, used to say, "it beats the alternative." and truly it does. i didn't always think or know that. but i do now.

and if i'm presented with a birthday candle tonight, i'll blow it out and i'll possibly even wish for something. even if i don't believe in wishing anymore. i'll wish for something small and nice, i guess, and not waste it on the impossible.