Today is my birthday and I am 39. Well, I like to say I’m 39. This really annoys my husband and my son. To be totally honest, I am celebrating the 5th anniversary of my 39th birthday.
Conveniently, this also expands the possibilities for receiving gifts, as I will not only be getting birthday presents, but also 5th anniversary gifts which I believe is either wood or silverware.
This 39-thing was a silly schtick that was started by the comedian Jack Benny. who was always saying that he was 39 years old. He ended up celebrating his 39th birthday 41 times. The sad irony here is that many people no longer know who he was.
I don't know why I do this. I'm thinking that it is either feminine vanity, a mid-life crisis or a fear of getting old. I'm thinking that it could be a way to poke fun at my fears.
At the end of the day, I guess that I should be grateful at getting older. I'm told that it is a privilege not given to everyone.
