I saved up my birthday card haul for a delicious mailfest, an entire stack of envelopes to rip open one after another. While all the cards were great, the best laugh came from the fact that Susan and Denise, two friends I’ve known since fifth grade, sent me cards with the same message about getting ID’d.
The inside sentiments — May all your birthday wishes come true — were IDENTICAL, except for one card labeling them “wildest” birthday wishes. Considering how long it’s been since anyone asked for my ID, such wishes would be wild indeed. (A blast from the past photo of the three of us at Denise’s birthday.)
For a penguin lover, that was even better than being ID’d. The birds were friendly, curious and enthralled by reflected specks of light bouncing off cameras and cell phones. And I have to tell you that they have soft tummies, sharp-edged wings and will nip if you pet their back feathers.
All in all, a wonderful birthday. A big thank you to all those who helped fill my mailbox.