I'm going to be 42 in seven days (counting today, Monday). I don't want to be 42. The only thing that I have going for me is that I don't look it. I'm definitely going to fight getting older come hell or high water.
The only sucky thing is that I do like celebrating my birthday as like a holiday. It's even more fun when the fact that my birthday falls on the same day as PRIDE every few years. Normally I like to do a big BBQ party with a bunch of friends after going to the PRIDE parade and after the BBQ hitting the bars for some fun. This year, sigh!
The move falls at the same time. We might have things done but everyone is going to be too tired from the move and it's too late to try and put something together. I know that anyone I would want to invite for the party after the PARADE would be doing something else. I would have done something on this Saturday and make it a weekend event. Moving stopped that.
I'm glad to move and get up here but my birthday has fizzled for a second time in 2 years.
Den's parents are going to come over on Sunday and his new boyfriend will be with us but all in all it won't be a GAY old time.
Monday, June 22, 2009
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