I used to hate birthdays, she told me,
until I figured out I was the Queen of
the Universe & now I do them for the
little people.
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I used to hate birthdays, she told me,
until I figured out I was the Queen of
the Universe & now I do them for the
little people.
Do you provide the cake, Queenie?
ReplyDeleteSusan S., "she told me". It's not my birthday. Whoever "she" is will provide the cake.
ReplyDeleteHowever, I may do a repeat on my birthday - with cake.
Yes, I did address her. I envisioned someone like Marie Antoinette and her 'let them eat cake' statement. Sometimes my attempt at jokes fall flat.
ReplyDeleteHey! Don't explain, Susan. You gave me my thrill for the day, when I thought you were addressing me.
ReplyDeleteBut Mimi, it goes without saying that you are a Queen!
ReplyDeleteAs am I. My son addressed all his email to Queen Ida. I tried to tell him that I was not a zydeco singer, but he insisted!
How lovely of your son. We should all have such a son.
ReplyDeleteI love this! As I'll be starting another trip around the sun in two days, this is quite timely. Thank you!!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to you, annski! I'm quite likely to forget in two days time, so I hereby pronounce you Queen of the Universe two days hence.
ReplyDeleteOh, this gave me a laugh and a lift! (I have a birthday toward the end of the month and I'll try to remember this one...)
ReplyDeleteMimi, it would be good if you were Queen of the Universe, because you could give BP what for.
ReplyDeleteAh, Cathy, if I were truly Queen of the Universe, instead of simply Queen of the South, I'd...well, the possibilities are endless.
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