Birthday Hues
Go to the Home Page This year, my birthday did not suck; well, I was enervated by the time my 24 hours drew to a close, but I wouldn't equate fatigue on the birthday with birthday blues, for, trust me, I've seen varying shades of blues on my birthdays, so consistently every year, that I, the rational being, believed my birthdays were jinxed in one way or the other. Being the thoughtful, analytical thinker that I am, I attempted introspection - in the middle of the night a day after my birthday. How is it possible that every year my birthday sucked at least for a little while during the day, regardless of how fabulous the rest of the day went, while this year, when I attended office on my birthday and worked my fingers to the bone, even though my birthday wasn't wonderful in the conventional sense of the word (no flowers! Alas! I miss those the most, not only on my birthday, but everyday, no BIG surprises and no presents), my day was great in an unconventional way, my