Happy Birthday to Me!

It's my birthday today. I'm 468 months. Most of the time I feel like I'm still 20 (240 months), but sometimes I feel like I'm 70 (a kabillion months), like whenever I bend over, or try to kneel, or look in a mirror. Up to this point, I was aging pretty well I think, but now my adorably plump cheeks are starting to deflate and I'm beginning to bear a slight resemblance to Joseph Lieberman.

Handsome!

I hope I don't get his turkey neck too.

I got myself some presents, because that's just how I roll.

These are the new shoes I treated myself to. Sensible and can be worn with anything! With age comes wisdom. (I hope they stretch a little bit.)

I got these "skinny" jeans to recapture my youth and to prove to the world that I've still got it! I'm already getting comments. Today some stranger said "Hey Muffin-Top, NICE PANTS!"

Thank you kind sir, for the compliment and the nickname. It's nice to be noticed on your birthday.