I woke up at 5:30 to a kiss from my husband. “Happy Birthday, Mama.” He said, as he caressed my butt cheek. He can’t help it. He loves my butt so much. I said thank you and went back to sleep. At 6:15, The Teenager woke up to get ready for school. Normally, I’d be up and working already. But it’s my birthday, so I took the day off. He walked over and said “Happy Birthday, Mom.” And then, he kissed me on the forehead. It was the most precious thing, because he’s very reserved with his emotions. So the unexpected kiss got me RIGHT HERE in the heart. As he walked away, I thanked him and then I cried. BECAUSE MY SON KISSED ME ON THE FOREHEAD. Ethan and Gabby woke up shortly after and both wished me a happy birthday. Ethan’s wish came with a hug and a “let’s go out to dinner!” Gabby’s came with a beautiful handmade card that said “RRSW Y AHAFFAB” Which she explained means “Happy Birthday, Mom. You’re the best Mom in the world and I love you so so so so so so so so so much.”
I only told you that story so that you would know that’s “It’s my birthday today!”
Normally, I don’t like to make a fuss out of my birthday. I don’t walk around drawing attention to it. I’m not all “hey, everyone! It’s my birthday!” But when someone pointed out that this year my birthday falls on 09.09.09, I went All Nerd and was like “I’M GOING TO TELL EVERYONE IT’S MY BIRTHDAY!” because 09.09.09 is awesome.
So, guess what, everyone? It’s my birthday!
A few people have asked me if I’m doing anything special and the answer is no. Not today. I love my husband, but he’s The Worst at Planning Things For My Birthday. For instance, he just called me right now and goes “so, what do you want for your birthday? I need to know so I can take the boys after school to get you something.” That’s pretty much my birthday every single year. And every single year I’m like “why did you wait til the last minute to get me a present” and every single year his answer is “I ran out of time yesterday.” Because, you know, the day before the birthday is THE ONLY DAY OUT OF THE ENTIRE YEAR that he can go shopping for my birthday present. It’s not a big deal though, really. I stopped crying and being sad about it around the 8th year of our marriage. I just accepted that was how it’s going to be. And I started reciprocating. This year, I drove to Target the day of his birthday and bought him a CD and was all “Happy Birthday!”
We’re good at marriage.
So. Yeah. It’s my birthday. And there’s really nothing else to say about that. Except that I think you should write me a poem.
No. Seriously. You should.
A birthday haiku:
Yvonne rocks so hard
Birthdays are amazing, yes.
9-9-9 kicks ass!
Happy Birthday
to Joy Unexpected,
the epitome of
blogging perfected.
Okay- perfect?
Maybe not.
But, damn it girl
you know you’re hot!
Hope 9-9-9
is best one yet,
but a present from me?
This is all you get!
Sorry, I’m poor! 🙂
Have a good one!
Roses are red
And some are pink
For your birthday today
I’m wishing you a Starbucks drink.
(It’s horrible, but it’s what you said you wanted.And I don’t poet well under pressure and since I too waited until the last minute, that’s what you get)
Happy Birthday, Hope the rest of your day is as amazingly wonderful as the start of your day seemed.
Angi
i wanted to write you a lovely poem
on this, your birthday
the day being special for both
the advent of your birth
and numerical alignment
i had hoped to make it witty
or at least beautiful
as a reflection of you
but my mind has been fried
so this will have to do
nevertheless, i declare
this is a marvelous day
for thirty-eight years ago
the world received into its fold
an unexpected joy!
I LOVE all of these. Thank you so much, you guys. This is so awesome.
Another candle on your cake?
Well, that’s no cause to pout.
Be glad that you have strength enough
To blow the damn thing out.
Happy Birthday Y. May it be your best year yet.
Smooches.
While I was reading this
I got an email from WordPress
A held blog comment
From someone selling cheese
They must have known
Happy Birthday
From me and the cheese
Happy Birthday to you
I have hypothyroid too!
I enjoy reading your stories,
The nice and the gory(s?)
And you don’t look like my cousin Lou!
What do I win?
I think it’s great
You’re turning 38.
I hope your present rocks,
And isn’t lame, like socks.
It’s cool your husband likes your booty
He sounds like a total cutie.
Here’s to hoping you get laid.
Happy Birthday!
This girl, Y
Yeah she so fly
She runnin’ round town
On a birthday high
She writes on the left
And she tweets on the right
To everyone she knows
She radiates light
Lookin so fresh
At only 38
Guys get confused
Thinkin’ she’s jailbait
That girl, Y
I’ll toast her with wine
Wishing her the best
on Nine Nine Nine!
Happy Birthday Gal!
i got something german for you 🙂
wie schön dass du geboren bist,
wir hätten dich sonst sehr vermisst.
happy, happy birthday and a bit, wet smooch! xoxo
There once was a girl named Yvonne
Who’s posts make me laugh, never yawn
She’s a real hoot
And lovely to boot
And I love reading about her spawn.
Yeah, I should be a poet…happy birthday!
Oh and the whole “I ran out of time yesterday” thing? I’m sorry but hahahahahahaha…made me laugh so hard. Because…typical.
Happy Birthday.
9/9/9 is a super cool birth date.
maybe your Dh will buy you a cool plate.
Hey…it rhymes.
Aww, happy birthday Y, on this the day of the Beatles! My birthday is the same day as George Harrison, so we’re practically sisters.
My husband used to buy my Mother’s Day present ON MOTHER”S DAY. Like WHEN THE STORES OPENED. So I’d wake up on Mother’s Day and there would be no gift, no card, no nada, until after 10AM. I cried that year, and then gave it up. Because really? I’m not his mother.
My kids drive now, and they’re a lot better about it than he is.
Happy birthday, Y!
You know you’re kind of fly.
Do people still say fly?
Well maybe that one weird guy.
Anyway, I hope you have the best time,
Too bad I’m not in Cali so we can celebrate with wine!
Wow, that might be the worst poem ever. But it’s the though that counts! Happy happy birthday! xoxo
I am a reader
That follows you through Google Feeder.
And did you know that no words rhyme with lurker?
Happy Birthday! Plus … there is no way I can compete with the poems above.
I will add another to my Odes To Y book that I’m writing.
Happy birthday, lover.
Yvonne is great
she’s 38
I love her words
and we are both nerds.
This lady named Y is so great,
On this birthday she turns thirty-eight.
Her well-wishers are many,
Accolades – she’s got plenty!
She’s surrounded by love on this date.
And a total hee! to the ‘ran out of time yesterday’ thing. So true …
Happy! Day of Cake.
Hope this year is great! The best
ever, even, to date!
(Don’t worry; I’m not quitting my day job.)
Happy Birthday Y
I really suck at poems
so here’s a haiku
(I suck at those, too, but it worked out well. haha)
Happy Birthday!
It’s better than Earth day!
Have a great one,
with a ton of fun!
Sorry…I’m no poet.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
It just isn’t fair
That I’m older than you.
Happy, happy day.
My husband and I are the same way about birthdays. And anniversaries. And Valentine’s day. ETC.
xo
OH-9 OH-9 OH-9
I hope your day is divine
Filled will glasses of wine
Aged, not right from the vine
There once was a girl named Joy,
She definitely was not a boy,
She takes beautiful pics,
And she ain’t got no dick,
and I think that she likes Chips Ahoy.
Heehee.
Filled WITH glasses of wine
Happy Birthday Yvonne!
It’s my birthday as well!
Yay for 09-09ers, especially when we’re 09-09-09ers
OH-9 OH-9 OH-9
I hope your day is divine
Filled with glasses of wine
Aged, not right from the vine
Happy Birthday!
chock out of poetic creativity
Happy Birthday
Happy 38th Birthday to Y
As a lurker, I’m feeling quite shy
Your photography’s blossomed
(Your) Blog is so friggin’ awesome
Hey, at least I gave it a try!
HAPPY B’DAY Y! I hope my 38th is as great in a few months!
I don’t have a poem for you but want to wish you a happy birthday! I am delurking all over the place today.
I also saw you commented somewhere–Mamapop? it hurt you in your vagina? I just knew that was you. haha.
I love your blog. LOVE it. love your pics too.
and you were such a cute little baby, such sparkle in your eyes, then and now!
Have a wonderful day!
Roses are red
Violets are blue
9-9-09 kicks ass
And so do you
Happy birthday!
Mine was yesterday, virgos unite!
There once was a woman named Yvonne
and she loved to get her freak on
She’ll do the worm
to hype up your sperm
but back off, she’s taken, you creep.
Since it’s your birthday
I wrote you this fantastic
Haiku. You so lucky.
Happy Birthday! And I think it’s a thing with Tonys. 🙂
Whoa! I screwed up my haiku!
Since it’s your birthday
I wrote you this fantastic
Haiku. Lucky girl!
There. Better. Now I can sleep at night with my English major self.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You have the cutest doll face
that baby picture of you!
Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday! Hope you get something good.
WRUIISLU
TIELDIMG
TDLVDGLL
BMNCOIYI
Y has many a clever reader,
Stole all the good words,
And I’m left on the streeter.
Girl – want you to know that you rock,
But sorry to say –
I can’t rhyme to save my clock.
So, have a happy birthday today,
and may this year be the best –
you are a fan favorite in a big way!
It sucks, I know – but have a great 38th!!!
Happy Birthday!
Mine is on Monday…but I don’t get that whole cool 9s thing like you do!
happy birthday!
She’s real fine,
Miss nine-oh-nine
Her words sublime
and something to rhyme
because I just don’t do
that modern poetry crap.
Also, she takes beautiful pictures
And tells stories that leave me in stitches
Miss 9/09
Happy Birthday, cutie!
have a fabulous day,
it’s not the month of May,
all those 9’s in a row,
means you’re no regular ‘joe’,
you deserve the very best,
(and I’m jealous of your chest),
thanks for sharing your heart,
it makes it OK to fart,
I love reading your blog,
I like you more than a frog!
Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday, today is my husband’s birthday too, he is great and so are you. I know that was lame . Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday! As soon as fiddy cent gets out of my head, I’ll get back to you on the poem. Yo shorty, it’s your birthday!
There once was a blogger named “Y”,
Who turned 38 today. My.
She’s a sweet little thing,
With a flair and a zing,
Many happy returns, by and by.
XXOO Happy Birthday!
Y turned 38 on 09-09-09.
She sometimes thinks her life is out of control,
but really, no seriously, it is just fine!
I’m wishing her a happy birthday with this rhyme, cause she thought I could.
Now really, Y, tell me, do you still think I should?
This has been kinda silly, but heartfelt all the same.
Have a wonderful rest of your birthday,
Even though this poem is lame. 🙂
I know… it sucks big hairy ones, but I do wish you a wonderful day!
Yvonne birthday is awesome
drinks, cake and fun
Party on!
🙂
Best birthday wishes ever!
I love sweet Yvonne
She’s all sorts of awesomeness
And also, pretty hot
you told me to write you
a poem so I will do
whatever you say
today is your day
have some cake and shed a tear
give thanks for a great year
hug the hubbs kiss the kids
think back on all you did
okay that’s all peace out my friend
this poem is thankfully at its end
hahaha
God bless you, Y…you are cool beans.
and you were a very cute baby.
love! Denise
Happy birthday from a fellow 9/9/71 girl!
Hot butt
Not a slut
But gives it up for Wild Vines
New post
Birthday boast
Gotta love them 9’s
Day late
Don’t hate
I hadn’t been online
Hunt a pig
Hug the kids
Balance a cup on that behind
Thirty-eight
Damn straight
Yvonne, you’re lookin’ fine
Eat cake
Get laid
Happy birthday; have some wine
🙂 A little freestyle for your day-after. Happy birthday, Y!
I can’t write poems and it flashes me back to 4th or 5th grade when we had to write a haiku and I was crying in class because I was so frustrated. Anyway hope you had an awesome birthday!!
Hope you had a lovely birthday, love you blog 🙂 x
Even though I told you yesterday, I want to say HAPPY B-DAY!!!! here for posterity’s sake. Plus, I just love typing “posterity”. I feel important.
Can’t wait to see you tomorrow! Jay Mohr better not ignore me for your cleavage…AGAIN.
Roses are read violets are blue I’m 38 and now so are you.
LOL… Hope you had a wonderful birthday. You share the same birthday (not year obviously) as my granny.
Aw snap. I am trying to get your birthday wish in before your birthday is over. A poem is so much pressure!
I love you lots
You’re super hots
eat tater tots
cuz it’s your b day.
Love you!
There is something up with the Blog, but I will leave you belated birthday wishes anyway. I hope 38 is a wonderful year for you, Y!
Haiku Upon the Occasion of Helping to Fix Your Blog’s Back End
all up in your blog
post titles scroll by fast
LOL, your vag again!
Amber roses shining in the sun of the evening
Boys screaming as they play
Girls giggling
The bathroom is dirty, the dishes undone
Deep voices speak in urgent tones to each other
Trying to understand one another and sighing
Sitting with bean dip and Starbucks
Smiling as you listen to the sounds of your life
Oh yay, your comments are working again! I wrote this last week and saved it until I could post it:
Hot butt
Not a slut
But gives it up for Wild Vines
New post
Birthday boast
Gotta love them 9’s
6 days late
Don’t hate
I hadn’t been online
Hunt a pig
Hug the kids
Balance a cup on that behind
Thirty-eight
Damn straight
Yvonne, you’re lookin’ fine
Eat cake
Get laid
Happy birthday; have some wine
🙂 A little freestyle for your day-after-after-after-after-after-after. Happy birthday, Y!
OMG. Does this mean I have that acceptance in my future? I am on year 7 of the same exact thing with my husband. It makes me so mad I have no poem.
BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. You’re older than me by 21 days. HA.
Happy belated birthday!!
I finally emailed a list of ideas, sorted into lists of expensive and inexpensive (with links!) to my husband. It sucks when you’re a skilled, thoughtful gifter and your spouse isn’t.
My oldest was born on 09-09-99! She shares a birthday with one of her mom’s favorite bloggers :).
We took her (and the rest of the family) to Chicago and did the extravaganza that is American Girl Place as her birthday gift – we bought her Kaya and she used birthday money for the tepee/dog/bed roll. And then the money was gone and mom treated her and her sister to lunch with their dolls.
happy belated birthday sweet lady xxx
Happy belated birthday, doll! (Mine is five days before yours. Virgos rule! *considers doing fist-bump thing but then thinks better of it*)
Just think next year somebody somewhere is going to be 10 yrs old on 10-10-10.
Hello from Russia!
Can I quote a post in your blog with the link to you?