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Happy birthday to me! I'm now twenty-seven. (Actually, I had somehow managed to convince myself that I was twenty-seven about halfway through the year, so I feel like I'm still twenty-seven. I seem to be starting to lose track.)
I've always liked my birthday-date, 11/11, Veteran's Day or Armistice Day or however you want to call it. (When my father was in the army and I went to DoD schools, I always had the day off.) I was born at 10:04 am in Augsburg Germany, after twenty-some hours of labor, and my very history-minded mother always said wryly, "You waited that long, I thought perhaps you were holding out for 11am as well."
Thank you to everyone who has sent me birthday wishes. I appreciate them all. :)
I've always liked my birthday-date, 11/11, Veteran's Day or Armistice Day or however you want to call it. (When my father was in the army and I went to DoD schools, I always had the day off.) I was born at 10:04 am in Augsburg Germany, after twenty-some hours of labor, and my very history-minded mother always said wryly, "You waited that long, I thought perhaps you were holding out for 11am as well."
Thank you to everyone who has sent me birthday wishes. I appreciate them all. :)
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I was born on Thanksgiving and have been listening to my father jokingly complain about missing out on his turkey dinner ever since. :)
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And thank you for the reminder, it's also my mom's birthday.
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;->
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Strangely enough, I also had that feeling I was 27 for a while before turning 27 this year. It's just such a steady, mature age to be. (Also, you're a cube! ^_^)
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Actually, I had somehow managed to convince myself that I was twenty-seven about halfway through the year, so I feel like I'm still twenty-seven.
I had that same thing happen to me this year. Maybe there's something about twenty-seven.
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The loosing track thing only gets worse. I regularly ask my mother how old I am... Born in Germany *sigh* I think that I was German in another life because I love the country so ridiculously and I've never even been there.
I took my braids down and danced around the kitchen in your honor. And by the way, there is NOTHING wrong with being an introvert! I hate calling anyone on the phone, even my best friend, but I'll write her a ten page letter. And I don't mind talking face to face, once you get me out the door, which can be a feat in itself.... But long live the introverts! ;D
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Many happy returns. :)
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You know that you were probably born in the same room as my sister, right?