Monday, July 19, 2004
Happy Birthday Mrs. Pops
...and Grandpops as well. That's right, my wife and father share the same birthday.
I've already established that the wife doesn't read this, so I'm not sure why I'm bothering to say anything. I'm POSITIVE my dad doesn't read this either.
But I'm relieved finally that she's left her twenties behind her and joined the 30+ set with me. I'm all of two months older than she is, but oh, the things I've learned in those two months.
In just a few years we'll be in a new demographic group altogether, passing out of the 18-35 and on to the 36-50. Advertisers will no longer care about us. Tragic. Next stop Alzheimer's.
I knew we agreed to grow old together, but it's happening faster than I'd like.
Pops