SUNDAY, MARCH 04, 2012
I Say, It’s My Birthday!
definately the me and my generation, though tinged with sadness the blog post has not one response.

Kind of crept up on me this year…nothing special planned. A quiet day as usual, with filet mignon for dinner and chocolate pound cake w/vanilla ice cream and one candle. And of course a rummage on eBay for a smallish present to myself, nothing extravagant—perhaps a pretty teapot, as I’ve been getting into cuppa territory recently.
“bearable and moderate”

I don’t really have anything profound to say on turning 66. It certainly doesn’t feel ancient or anything; though a few joints have gotten a little creakier, all else is much the same. The plans for last year (TV series) fell through, sadly and disappointingly, but this year I’m going to try to knock out two books
“hmm knock out ? lets hope that doesnt involve any sacrifice to their signal or merit”

to make up for it. Apart from that, no real resolutions except the usual: go to the gym and work out more,
“the gym and the hope implied in it to live a bit longer is small scale repugnant, im sure Jim would have disapproved”

get out more with friends, GET some more local friends, tidy up my bomb site of an apartment…like that.
“honest ambitions, but I dint think “GET” local friends might imply they were by the pound, but still a good ambition as a 60’s gal your recognising your locality as something worth investigating from a people perspective, compared to the love of the foreign people and climbs that dominated the imagination of the 60’s youth”

But those are all good things to plan, and not so extravagant as to be impossible of achievement. On the whole, and with a few exceptions, I’m well pleased with how my life has turned out. And that’s nice to be able to say. At least I think it is…
“true it might be worth worrying that bragging about how you life turned out seems a little gauche”