Month: April 2021

Now that April is here, I’m wondering how I’ll get 64 candles on my birthday cake or if I should even try. There’s probably some sort of law against starting a potentially destructive fire of such magnitude. Maybe I’ll go with those numeral candles. That would only be two little flames on top — one on the six and one on the four.

I’m at the age that I really don’t care about having candles on my birthday cake. It’s still nice to have a cake and a dab of ice cream to go with it, there’s no denying that. But I’m not going to get my panties in a wad if I don’t get one.

If I did have a cake and candles, I’d have to blow them out. Huffing and puffing to put out that many little flames wouldn’t be a problem but the making a wish part could get a bit difficult.

What do I have to wish for?

I have the son I always wanted, and he’s grown into a good, honest, strong man. I could not ask for a better child. He’s working full time, building his life, and taking care of his business. He’s turned out fantastic, in spite of his not-wound-so-tight momma.

He did inherit my potty mouth but I can’t complain. I know where he learned it.

Back to the wish thing.

I have my own home that sits on a little plot of land that’s all mine. I have family and friends that I love dearly and who love me back. I have three dogs that adore me unconditionally, as dogs are wont to do.

I have clothes to wear, food to eat (which I consume in mass quantities at times), and a car for transportation. I’m warm in the winter and cool in the summer.

There are a ton of things I’d like to have, things that I want. But none of it is something I need. I have what I need. And I know the difference between need and want. So, I think I’ll pass on the whole “make a wish” tradition this year. I’ve done it for 63 years. I’ll donate my wish to someone who needs it more than I do this year.

You’re welcome.