Merry Birthday/Happy Christmas

A blog? What the heck is a blog? Old broads like me started out with good old Remington typewriters. Heck, once upon a time an IBM Selectric was the dizzy heights of technological wizardry for people like me. As if to prove my point, the spellchecker tells me there is no such word as blog. That’s how old my computer is.

And now I have my very own blog, given to me as a Christmas/birthday present from my son, Paul.

Hence the Merry Birthday//Happy Christmas tagline

What a day to have a birthday. Christmas Day. The Big Guy got there first and gets all the attention. It’s second only to having your birthday on February 29. People only remember it every four years.

Actually, I shouldn’t complain. When I was growing up, my parents always made a point of getting me two gifts. Mind you, one year I gave away Easter Eggs in the loot bag for my birthday party, we held it that late. Still, my family is good about remembering it is my birthday. But it would be nice once in a while to be able to go out for a few drinks on the night of your actual birthday. We tend not to do the birthday cake thing either, since there’s so much food around, another cake just pushes you over the edge. We tried it – but I’ve seen more beautiful cakes mouldering in the fridge to care about not having a birthday cake.

People say we’ll celebrate in June. And that a nice idea. Except it isn’t my birthday. I’m a Capricorn. Tough survivors, we are. I can live with a Christmas birthday.

So what better day to launch my blog than my brthday? And no, I’m not saying which one it is. Keep ‘em gussing is my motto. Just remember, if your birthday is at Christmas, you get to divide by four.

Imagine the freedom of the blog. No editors to change your copy. WYSWG. What you see is what you get. So if I make a huge mistake, I have only myself to blame. That’s the good side of editors. They sometimes save you from yourself.

Welcome to my world. And a very merry Christmas to one and all.