Birthday, Life

Should I Worry?


In casual conversation yesterday, Ann mentioned that she and her mom are already talking of plans for my 40th birthday next year.

Because I don’t want to be surrounded by stupid little tombstone-shaped Mylar balloons and “Over The Hill” cakes, I told her “no parties” and she promptly told me that there wouldn’t be.

And she knows damn well I’m acrophobic so skydiving is definitely out of the question.

Um…so should I be worried?


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