Cue the Madonna CDs and bust out the ice cream, because August 26th is our favorite day here at pawcurious.
1. It is National Dog Day, which is awesome because dogs are awesome and deserve a day of acknowledgement.
2. Most importantly, it is my birthday, and even though I’m way past the age where birthdays were fun and well into the stage of “oh no, my age plus one is sounding kind of old right about now,” I can’t bring myself to be upset about it. For one, It’s NATIONAL DOG DAY, for goodness’ sake. How cool is that? It also means one more year I didn’t contract rabies, and that is a good thing.
As this is the first birthday in 5 years or so I’ve not been at work, I theoretically should be spending the day floating in the pool with a pina colada while Brody tries to clamber on. That is how it should be.
Of course, now that I’m old and responsible for all manners of things, I’ll be spending it at the dentist and the doctor being reminded of the myriad ways my body is going downhill. I have so few days off, it seems, I just had to use the time to get things done.
But no matter! Even the thought of the dentist isn’t enough to bring me down! The nice thing about getting older is that I don’t care if it’s socially inappropriate to make a big deal out of birthdays after 21. I do what I want.
I look forward to laying down in the chair mumbling “Ish mah berhghie” around the little spit sucky thing.
When they asked me at work what theme I wanted for the work birthday potluck, I said, “All desserts,” and my co-workers complied.
They bought me a balloon and I asked if I could take it home. For the kids.
I will buy a useless impractical toy for myself, simply because I want it. As further proof the universe does want me to have a good day, look what I got! The new Vet Barbie who’s not dressed like a go go dancer! SWEET! I’m so installing a cat slide at work. Cats love slides.
I’m taking a break from life’s drama and melodrama and proclaiming it A Great Day, no matter what. So do me a favor, and celebrate with me today- hug your dog, eat a Snickers for breakfast, do something you don’t do often enough that brings you joy. I would love that.