No, for real, it's my birthday today. I know, how lame to post about my own birthday, but too bad! How old am I? Ugh...wouldn't you rather know how much I weigh?
Fine, I'm 26 today. I know that's not a bad age, but it's a little freaky when you cross the hump from "closer to 20" to the dreaded "closer to 30." I hope that doesn't offend those of you in the "30ish" crowd, but come on, you were all once in my shoes and afraid of turning the big three-oh.
I looked online to find out what happened on my birthday and, well, a lot of it's not pretty. Like this gem:
"In 1907, President Theodore Roosevelt signed an immigration act which excluded “idiots, imbeciles, feebleminded persons, epileptics, insane persons” from being admitted to the United States. "
What in the world? My mom has epilepsy! Jeez. Not that she was an immigrant but it doesn't make her incapable of anything.
I also found this gem:
"1992 - Texas billionaire Ross Perot, appearing on CNN’s "Larry King Live", said he would run for president of the U.S. if his name was placed on the ballot in all 50 states."
Wow. I am truly honored to share my birthday with this historic day.
Honestly, nothing that super happened on 'this day in history' but I'm sure it will be a good, normal day - I'm still going to work and all I plan on doing is not cooking dinner. It's going to be pretty laid back. Gone are the days that you'd take your birthday + the day after off because you'd be having way too much fun to go to work! (Like my 22nd birthday - Shawn took me to Vegas - that was a great birthday!) I suppose it's all a part of getting older.