Today is my birthday so I thought I’d take full advantage and rant.Because I’m 41 and I can. First off, though, if you are looking to buy me a gift I would really love this sign. And before I begin my Birthday Rant, how about you soak in the joy and beauty of the photos below.
Yes, that’s me and my mom and I know you are totally jealous of her hair. She’s totally jealous of her hair. I was born in December of 1975 so this photo must be from 1976. And her shirt and fake pearls? I mean really. Who didn’t love the 70’s? And while we’re admiring my baby photos you will probably notice my own children (as babies) most definitely resemble my side of the family.
And speaking of being jealous here I am with my dad. Talk about stylish! The swirly, flowery psychedelic shirt and powder blue pants to match? Who knew my parents were so totally with it?
And while we are on the topic of being hip and living in the 70’s…clearly my mom cared about fashion. I mean, a shirt with rainbows? An orange vest and pants with a paisley pattern? And before you jump to any conclusions from this photo…my parents didn’t use drugs and were total teetotalers. I know it looks like my oldest brother got dressed after a wild party, middle child has smug, Cheshire-like grin. And me? I’ve obviously just pulled an all-nighter.
Now, for my birthday rants:
- It is cold and houses need to be heated.
I grew up in Alaska. Every single winter of my childhood was cold and every Christmas was white. Now that I live in Pacific Northwest Washington I’m often more miserable in the cold than I was in Alaska. Why you ask? Because people here hate to turn on the heat! Because we don’t always need it they wait until the last possible moment to turn it on. Church is cold. Coffee shops are cold. Everything outside of my house is cold. All the years we did Cub Scouts I froze all winter in the church that hosted our monthly meetings. The meeting either took place in the basement or upper rooms which were. not. heated.
And now I can’t think of a single thing to rant about. So I guess that’s it. Turn on your heat, people. I already wear wool socks, thermal shirts, hoodies and a down jacket. And contrary to popular belief you can’t “always add another layer”.