That fun Sandra Boynton cartoon doesn't quite work when wishing oneself a happy birthday. But still, it's fun. When I was a kid, I remember people saying that they stopped aging at 29. Somewhere along the line, that morphed into 39. I haven't yet heard it be revised upward, so I guess I'm now officially at the age where I stop aging. The big 3-9. I can see from up here the other side of the hill which I'm supposedly going over. Funny thing is, I don't really feel much different now than I did at 29, or 19 for that matter.
Happy birthday to me.