Dapoppins,
Avery,
Loveyh and their cute kids* threw me my first ever Chuck-E-Cheese birthday party** (it was my birthday) yesterday. And as I was driving home, it occurred to me that you shouldn't wait until your birthday (which was yesterday) to treat yourself well. You should live every day like it is your birthday (mine was yesterday). Rather than waiting all year (March 6th) to do something special, you should treat yourself well every day (not just yesterday, my birthday).
The recent report of
Patrick Swayze's illness*** (People Magazine's Sexiest Man Alive for 1991) reminds me again, that we really should make sure we have
the time of our life.
*Hugs and kisses for keeping Chuck-E-Cheese occupied and
away from me at all times.
**Don't worry, Avery has footage of the event that she is excited about embarrassing me with.
***I'm happy to give him my pancreas if he needs it.
I'm not using it.
15 comments:
you have NOT lived until you have had a mouse wish you happy birthday whilst animatronics are scaring a room full of children with ridiculous songs.
still, there's the ball pit!
a pit of balls. that's got to be good for something.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Oh, are you afraid of Chuck E. Cheese too? ;-)
I'm glad you had a good day, and you're right, we shouldn't wait for special occasions to treat ourselves or to treat others special.
Happy Birthday a little late. Or, Happy un-birthday? But yes, treating ourselves well is very important. And part of treating ourselves well is staying away from that frenetic rat they call Chuck.
A very VERY happy birthday, Miss Burrows. As Holly said, every birthday should last two days!!
holly: So, then I guess I am dead.
(There was no ball pit. Just a kid habitrail.)
meleah: Thank you!
groovy: Well, yes, of course!
mielikki: Thank god for Ethan.
david: Thanks. Yes, I suppose Holly is right (sometimes).
Unfortunately, you were right about the acoustics. Not conducive to videotaping. But once I get the incriminating footage uploaded on the computer, I'll see what I can do about that.
Mwahahahaha!!!!
Ummm...Happy Belated?
I'm feeling some strange guilt pangs here. How very odd.
The only thing I liked about Chuck-E-Cheese as a kid was the whack-a-gopher game.
I was a violent child, I guess.
Didja eat the rest of the cake yet? Next time, we'll have cake loveystyle. :)
You made some wonderful points there. Happy Birthday.
Ddin't I already wish you a happy birthday?!
If not - sorry! I certainly meant to!
Happy Birthday!
I can't believe you went to Chuck E. Cheese!
Do they even serve alcohol there?!
avery: My mother is very disappointed that you have not posted anything about me.
kimberly: Dapoppin's daughter was hitting the front of the game with the big mallet. Heh heh, clever girl...break the money out.
lovey: Oh my god, yes. And all by myself too. Yikes!
huckdoll: Thanks. Word.
sybil: No problem. Well, it was really a blogger meetup that just happened to be on my birthday. I did not warn them.
You're on my blog...in living color....muhuhahahahaha.....
And did you have a nice quiet evening with your husband? I hope so. Nothing like running around Chuck-e's to make you glad you don't have kids yet.
Happy Birthday. Thankyou for sharing your cake with me.
lovey: Yes, there I am.
dapoppins: Actually I forced him to go out to dinner with me. (He wasn't feeling well.) I'd happy take a kid home with me. :)
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