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TRP: Free of political butthurt since 1999.

My 41st birthday is on Tuesday.

Last night was Drag Bingo presented by Beauty Beyond Drag. The Executive Director of BBD and I are good friends and the queens have adopted me as one of their own.

I texted my friend yesterday morning, informed him my 41st was on Tuesday, and I wanted a small card signed by the BBD crew. Nothing major, nothing fancy.

So last night, I showed up, not really knowing what to expect. DeeDee Chaunte, the host queen/MC for the evening, asked about birthdays and I raised my hand. I ended up getting not only a card, but a small gift, birthday sash, a tiara that said "Happy Birthday," lots of pictures, hugs, and a party broke out.

I think Season 41 is shaping up to be the best one yet.
 
Last night at work, I was playing basketball with the kids, chased after a rebound, lost my footing, fell down, and my face went boom. I have a broken bone in my hand, a chipped tooth, and some stitches in my face.
The ER staff appreciated my sense of humor and healthy positive energy.

Can y'all remind me to take it easy for a little bit?
 
MissThundercat said:
I love being in my 40s.

Not only have I run out of fucks, my inner child has money.
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If you like this, wait til your 50s. Far and away the most awesome decade of my life, with a couple months to go.

If 20-somethings knew how much fun it is to be old they'd kill themselves or us.
 
Kepler said:
If you like this, wait til your 50s. Far and away the most awesome decade of my life, with a couple months to go.

If 20-somethings knew how much fun it is to be old they'd kill themselves or us.
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I wrote this a couple days ago:

I'm 41 and this is what I've learned:

To go ahead and eat the chocolate frosted sugar bomb.

To buy the shoes.

To take my shoes off and go inside the bounce house.

To pose with my boobies out. I'm actually really good at it.

To get the tattoo.

To start over again if it didn't work out.

To see a playground and think "5-12 years old is merely a suggestion."

To be in grad school when my peers are in their mid 20s.

To be okay with not being right.

To be okay with not knowing everything.

To be okay with not being in total control.

To not be modest.

To be up front about what I like and what I want.

And I've learned it's okay to say no.
 
My daughter is 2, she’ll be 3 come February. I was making her dinner tonight, and we were low on quick things to make - it was late for her. So I see some cheddar slices, and deli-sliced ham, and it clicks - grilled cheese with a little ham tossed on for good measure. With that, I butter up a couple slices of bread, place on two cheese slices, put a couple slices of ham between the cheese, and then grill it up to adequacity. I slice the sandwich into quarters, and serve it to her. While I’m getting ketchup (of course), she picks up a quarter, inspects it to see the ham. With that, she rips apart her sandwich, looks and me, and cries out in horror, “What you do to my cheese?”

It was all I could do to not lose it in laughter. The look on her face, and horror in her voice, it all combined for a great Hollywood cliche. The bottom lip even jutted out. I’m still laughing. :)
 
Kepler said:
If you like this, wait til your 50s. Far and away the most awesome decade of my life, with a couple months to go.

If 20-somethings knew how much fun it is to be old they'd kill themselves or us.
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I could say that about the 60s. I spent 13 months of the last year stone deaf, and it was an excellent year. Any other time in my life that would have been awful. And I was both busy and productive.
 
If I ever buy a home, I thought of getting one of those 12 ft high skeletons and dressing it according to the seasons. Dress it as a turkey for Thanksgiving, Santa for Christmas, Cupid for Valentine's Day, etc.
 
MissThundercat said:
If I ever buy a home, I thought of getting one of those 12 ft high skeletons and dressing it according to the seasons. Dress it as a turkey for Thanksgiving, Santa for Christmas, Cupid for Valentine's Day, etc.
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Somebody in my area has it up, posed such that it looks to be hanging their Xmas lights.
 
My neighbor has 3-4 human-sized ones, including a dog skeleton. They're amazing. I went the other way and got like 20 15" skeletons. Next year I plan to double that count and get a larger one and do a big setup where the little guys are fighting the big guy.
 
I'll be that guy. I hate the trend of giant inflatables.

I'm an old and I don't matter though.

Otoh.... same principle
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Edit: I'm talking about the 15-foot tall ones that form a wall around some houses now. Every time I walk into costco or menards it's just a wall of seasonal tackiness. blech.
 
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