This bicentennial baby turns 50
International wars and government corruption aside, 2026 just got really cruel for those of us born the first week of January, 1976. I swore I was always too young and spunky to let this happen to me. Yet, here we are today, you big fat uglyass 5-0! Having an early January birthday can be a bit underwhelming since everyone is so done with holidays at this point and nobody wants to shop anymore or it’s just completely forgotten. My youngest wrote me a Post-it note five minutes ago saying “happy birthday” because my birthday “snuck up on her.” Another child said she might give me some back rubs. Promising. The boy is home from college and managed to go get his mom a card and a beautiful bouquet of roses —I’m going to ignore the fact I pay his credit card bills. Today is Elvis' birthday, too. I came into the world on the King's 41st birthday in 1976. I have so many Elvis t-shirts and Elvis memorabilia given to me over the past 50 birthdays, I could start my own gift shop. Today is...
