Not another "shameless plug"

Birthdays are always fun. I mean, to me it is. While some people would dread the fact that they turn a year older every time their birthdays come up, I welcome mine, with anticipation and excitement ( for what, I have no idea. ) Of course, it helps that I think my birthday is special and in some ways, I am too. And that's how my "shameless plugging" came about. I have this crazy idea that since it's my birthday, then I'm entitled to "beg" and get "special" things. ( Hence, a crazy idea, I know. )

Since, I started this shameful thing on my blog, I can say that, so far, it worked. Proof of that? Three years ago, on my 33rd birthday, I get to blow the candles on my first ever birthday cake and make a wish. It was fun. I think about that day with fond memories. ( And did I mention, that I got drunk too? Anyway, I can't remember. ) My friends were cool and indulgent so it worked out alright. I get to have my cake and eat it too. :-)

Come November, I'll be turning a year older. I won't be doing anything extraordinary on that day but perhaps, go for a short run if I can. From where I'm at right now, it usually rains or snows at that time. Awhile ago, I told my sister that we should do something fun and crazy on our birthday. ( It so happened that we were born in the same month but just on different dates. ) When I said 'something fun and crazy', I meant --- Zip Line. She exclaimed, no way. She's not really into physical stuff ( although she goes to the gym and all ) unless it involves putting on make-up or wearing high heels.

I'm not one to waste time when there's no reason to. Not, if I can't help it. I know my birthday won't be for another month or so, but I'm thinking, why not put it out there, early on. Pretty soon, November will be here. So I'm inspired to write another 'shameless plug' for this year. And I'm constantly dropping hints for my sister to figure it out, hopefully. Like one day, when I was in Nanaimo, I forced her to come to Chapters. At first, she balked at my suggestion to go inside the store, saying that she'd burst into flames once inside. ( She doesn't like books and hate the smell of coffee.) But I sweet-talk her into going and she had to make it up to me, for being late. So, we found ourselves walking around and in between shelves of books. I was in cloud nine but my sister looked like, she'd rather be somewhere else. I dragged her to a shelf where Moleskine journals and notebooks were neatly piled. She was like, "And you're showing me this, why?" I went on to say something about giving her an idea of what to get me for my birthday. She just rolled her eyes and walked away. I'm not sure if she get what I mean.

So, here goes my list....

I put a request for this at the library but I want my own copy so I can add it to my collection. ( Photo from amazon.co.uk )

I first get to try this one, I think, last year. Thought it be nice to use for my notes, although my phone's MemoPad works fine too. ( Photo from uncrate.com )

Moleskine journals or notebooks, so I can do more of this.:-)

I think, my list is not that long and perhaps, you can hardly call it a list. I get a kick from doing this post. It doesn't matter if nothing will come out of it. The whole point is I get to be "shameless" for a few weeks. And also, for me to find out if my sister reads my blog.

I wish I can say that I'm anxious about getting older or about how old I am, but I'm not. Age is just a number anyway. And  some think I don't look my age. It is always to my sister's chagrin, whenever we hang out, when her friends mistake me for her younger sister, instead of the other way around. One time, when I went to a pub with a couple of friends, I was asked for some identification. I was embarrassed and alarmed, thinking I did something wrong. My friend assured the person-in-charge that I'm old enough to be in the premises. Later on, she told me that it was a compliment - to be asked for my ID. I didn't know what to say.

Before I think of something else to add to my list, I'd better stop blabbering about what I want for my birthday. And really, it's no big deal if I don't get anything. I have far more important things to hope for....

• Good health for my family and friends. And myself too. ( I have another goal: run another marathon before I reach 40 )
• The means and willingness to provide for my family. ( Hopefully, they appreciate it.)
• To always "Be satisfied. Be grateful."
• To "don't sweat the small stuff."
• And to be able to run, for longer.

"Whatever with the past has gone, the best is always yet to come." Lucy Larcom