So it’s birthday time again. Every year I like to try and look back at where I was and what I was doing then.
And every year I draw a blank.
Though, now that I think about it, I can recall it. Of course, having something like a knee surgery on April 1st sorta helps. I think that on April 6th 2010, I was really fired up to go to a Vietnamese restaurant that my friends the Amici* family showed me. Of course I’m still all wrapped up in the Velcro-Elastic straps to keep my knee in the brace and I’m also still doped up on a sufficient amount of pain meds, but I’d be damned if I didn’t get some of that Pho!
And of course, my doctor had said that I was not to bear any weight on that knee at all. I had opted for a walker instead of crutches on the count that usually when I use crutches that my under-arms are tenderized to rawness. So I thought that a one-legged hobble in a walker would be easier. My sore arms eventually taught me better.
(Plus Side: My arms got BUFF!)
I’m surprised at myself. I usually can’t remember anything worth a darn. It’s like on New Year’s Eve how I can’t ever remember what I was doing last New Year’s Eve, wondering why it’s so hard to remember what you did 364 days ago.
The alcohol most likely has something to do with it, I’d recon.
In any case, I’m surprised that this year, I didn’t get the one question that infamously seems to follow my birthdays:
I always wonder how to answer that. I never seem to be able to come up with anything witty.
It's a weird question to begin with.
You see, in my opinion your age-ness doesn’t really kick in until you’re at least mid-way through your new age.
Or at least until you can remember the new year you’ve added on a consistent basis.
(A note: You may have noticed a fair ammount of variation in the drawings on the blog. It is because I'm still trying things out while also trying not to steal outright the style of Clara of Clara-fication. Reading her blog inspired me to try my hand at one myself. Give it a read HERE!)
I love your pictures, particularly New Year's Eve! You clearly have a degree of actual artistic ability, which means it's not even possible for you to steal from my style. That's like a college professor stealing from a second-grader's style of reading aloud.
ReplyDeleteSide note: Yesterday I was convinced that my insurance card had expired because it's dated 2011. Time is confusing. Also, you get extra points for the boats.
Nathan...that was hilarious, awesome, and really well put!
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