So it's my 50th birthday. Bug wup. Now if this post was about someone other than me, I would write about memories, accomplishments, stories, etc. But if I wrote about me, then it would seem a trifle vain. And perhaps quite boring.
So I leave it up to you, dear fan(s), to post a comment about me. It doesn’t even have to be a nice memory or thought and it matters not if you have only a trivial story. I’m not begging for compliments, just a place to share stories of all the stupid things I did in my life. In the end we’ll add all the thoughts up and decide if it was worth having me around for the past 50 years. Of course my one remaining family member is the only one who has known me for this long and he doesn’t even know about the blog. Oh well.
Mrs. Laz, in case you’re tempted to write about that little mishap when you were in the hospital those three times and I decided to be elsewhere, there is no need as such stories may be judged as mean by the readers. Ditto the stuff on a few other capers I’ve pulled. Remember, this is a family blog….
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Hmmm....well I can remember many high school memories. You and said girlfriend in your bedroom with the door shut, lights out yet.....doing nothing. What kind of boy were you anyway?? Oh I know a very thoughtful and good boy, unlike your 2 other brothers who had dens of iniquity above the garage. I should know.... and then there was the day your brought home Ms. Laz, god help her. I am sure she felt like a lamb going to slaughter being introduced to all of us. She was a trooper, although I did notice your arm was a bit sore during those 1st few years, all those times I saw her slug you. You deserved it, I might add.
Just remember 50 is only a number, as B would say live this day with purpose and passion, its your duty and I am sure he is smiling down on you today.
Happy B-Day Mickey.......love you
suey
Thanks Suey, I had the following written but your note brightens my day. You know the drill we're going through down here and little fun there is in doing it. Thanks for the kind words, but here was what I was going to say:
I am in Southern California, virtually alone, working on a type of project that I hoped I had long since graduated from, tired beyond exhaustion, my telephone ringing every 30 second (although I just shut if off for a moment). And to top it off, I am under-paid and under-appreciated by my clients. To paraphrase Eric Burden and the Animals, I gotta get out of this place. Happy birthday to me.
Oh, and I have the New Zealand press after me. It's a good thing they're not very adept at what they do.
There isn't enough space in this forum and honestly even words enough in the English language to express how wonderful you are. Happy birthday to you-we are lucky to have you on this planet, you are really something special. I am sorry that you are doing a task that you should have long ago graduated from, from your family we thank you so much for your sacrafice, you have always taken the best care of us-even to the point where you take the back seat, you don;t even get the biggest piece of chicken! Finish this stuff up and begin the next 50 years of your life doing what YOU want to do. Suey said it right-live life pursuing your passion-you deserve that more than anyone I know.
If the love of family were all that life was about-you would undoubtedly be THE most loved man in the world. While love of the family is key, loving and caring for yourself is important too and you need to make that the theme of the years to come.
Love you forever and ever as much as one ever could and would.
Mrs. Laz
Ok, everyone has said enough nice things about you....it's time someone took the gloves off!!! Ha ha! Just kidding. And since I'm the baby sister, and no one wanted me around, I HAVE no "good" stories to tell, even if it was not a family blog!
All I know, that I did NOT know you years ago so I have nothing to report. I do know that you have been without a doubt, one of my best friends over the last five years, one of my greatest supporters, one who got me through extremely challenging experiences, one who never doubted me through that process, and one who I miss terribly, day after day, even though I know you're still there...I truly could not have made it without your friendship, truly. And what is a true friend? Someone who is gentle, kind, tough when need be, but one who never ever loses the forest for the trees, one who never really is harsh, one who through kindness and guidance shows love. You showed me all that and I am forever grateful. I am forever in your debt. You never turned your back on me and through your love, you showed me that it really was me you were always looking out for. And while I'm giving thanks, I must thank "Mrs. Laz" as you endearingly call her, for allowing you to be my friend through all this. It must have at times seemed odd and perhaps uncomfortable. Your grace, Mrs. L, for allowing the friendship, is equal to the friendship your Mr. Laz gave me. I hope we have the chance to all grow old together and share even greater friendship through the years. Miss you, Mr. Laz, Miss the chance/time to get to know you better right now, Mrs. Laz. Here's hoping for more dinners like the only one we had awhile back.
Thanks for the memories. Thanks for the friendship.
Oh, yea, and Happy 50th Birthday. 50 more years will not even begin to be enough to have your around!!! We love your humour, your laughter, your writing....after I finish the serious stuff, I'll come back and write the "real" stuff about you!
When's your birthday? Are you coming down to San Diego anytime soon? I'd love to wish you a happy day, even if it's belated. How about a race for old times sake? Or a raquetball game, maybe?
Happy B'day and sorry we missed the celebration.
Thanks for helping to keep my brother occuppied in the old days when my folks would leave town. Of course unknown to you, but it was a great help or possibly just an excuse for my bro to not bother with my party agenda.
Neato comments from you all. Miss E, mucho love back to you, ditto Henry and his bro. Thank you for sticking with me all these years. With the exception of my older brother, I have know you three longer than anyone else and it's great to still call you all friends. And, Miss E, it's not just the last five years, it's been 36 years (with a few interruptions in between).
Mrs Laz went above and beyond, getting people together for you 50th celebration. (Just wondering -Why this obsession with numbers ending in zero?) She is quite a catch. I think you should keep her!
Everything was wonderful. Too bad you've been putting in so many hours. You must have been exhausted! Sorry we didn't get to hit the pool...maybe next time.
Here's to ya, my friend!
I'm not into the round number thing, but I guess others are. But it is cool that I can join AARP now and yell at kids to "get off my property!!!" Also. adult diapers are in the wing.
We had fun getting together despite the work stuff. Great to have three generations of your family there but those damn kids were on my property!
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