Old Bones
by TG on Mar.08, 2004, under Personal
It was me birfday yesterday. 29 years old. Shared it with a sore throat, how exciting.
I’m finding that the more birthdays I have, the less I care about them. I remember when I was little(r), I used to look forward to my birthday coming around, mainly for all the presents, I guess.
I look forward to my kids’ birthdays instead. Then I can play with their toys, heehee.
1 comment for this entry:
March 14th, 2004 on 8:51 pm
Spoken like a true father. What about guys that only have dogs for kids? Do you think they should receive a chewie bone for as well?
Birthdays are a mile marker in our lives. We notice them, but the more we pass the quicker they go by and the fewer are ahead us. Enjoy the mile markers that are left.