Happy Bday, The BIG family reunion and a long winded blog abouut long winded blogging...

Hey kids young and old! It's my birthday, and I'm feeling like Tony the Tiger...I took a long look in that lying, cunning and deceiving mirror, and my reflection was not so bad. I've got a naughty little sparkle in my eye, and a bounce in me step; who knew I would feel so fab today? I received one "happy bday" comment, a new follower, and a gift nobody else in the world has--a paper "Mr. Emo," wearing a top hat decorated as a birthday cake, very cool...The best present ever! Of course, a life sized cardboard cutout of my Mr. Emo would have been super awesome...but he just would have gotten soggy when we walked in the rain...and nobody likes a soggy Mr. Emo (unless he is soaking in his own tears.) But for now I can keep him in my pocket--or tuck him close to my heart. Very low maintenance...
Tonight, that crazy family which I am forever trying to show how to add that FUN into dysfunction, is all going to attend the yearly reunion, led by My Paternal Unit. It has grown this year, my neice and nephew got married, and that makes about 22 clashingly competitive personalities all at the same party! What more fun can one possibly want? Okay, I secretly hope for a loving, supportive, accepting and emotionally available lot--but have given up on that a long time ago.
The kids are so awesome! They are in love with everything around them this time of year; from the warm, colorful lighting displays, to the piles of gifts, even their Auntie Marjorie uncontrolably pinching their chubby lil' cheeks :) Nothing is better than singing Holiday songs with them, and watching them tear off the wrapping paper, and squeel in delight! Truly a gift that warms my heart...
Oh, I was reading a new (new to me) blog, and was enjoying the one to three sentence entries which got right to the point of how this cat felt on any particular day...emotionally charged, yet short and sweet...oh, how I wish I had that ability! But in the great words of Popeye, I yam who I yam...
I'll be looking forward to all of those birthday greetings I hope I might get...wish me luch with that crazy bunch of kids I call my family...and when I say crazy, I just might mean certifiable...