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I think I can, I think I can |
I call foul. No really, it’s not fair. Last weekend was
Char’s birthday weekend and what did we do? We lounged around the pool, drank
pink lemonade with strawberry vodka, listened to music, played cards and never
left the house. Now that’s a nice, relaxing birthday. It’s even what she asked
for and since we’re nice sometimes, we gave it to her.
This weekend is my birthday weekend. Don’t worry about how
old I am. Just allow the gray hairs to talk for me. However, guess who didn’t
get asked what he wanted to do? Now guess who was told he was going to the
Health First CPR and 5K Run/Walk? Now you see why I call foul? This is a totally
unbalanced system of celebration! I want birthday cake and ice cream, alcohol
and cigars. I do not want exercise!
Furthermore, I think it’s cruel to combine the CPR class
with the 5K walk–notice I dropped the run part–because not only do I have to
walk, I also have to learn something. Exercise and education on my birthday
weekend. This is not a good gift idea. However, it is also probably smart
because by the time the race is over I will be the dummy everyone is practicing
CPR on, trying to revive me and bring me back to life. Hopefully the oxygen
they bring to resuscitate me is birthday cake flavored.