It's true. Last Friday was my birthday. I am officially on the downward trail to... well, I won't mention any numbers.
In an attempt to make me feel special, my housemate and coworker- L. bought me a tiara, a purple ring (I dubbed it "the ring of power") and asked me to parade around school in the get-up for my special day!
Now, anyone who knows me, knows that normally I do not like being the center of attention at all. However, something happens to me on my birthday. I become giddy and flamboyant like a jack-in-the-box. When my principal didn't announce my joyous occassion over the announcements, you better believe my class and I went down to the office to set the record straight! (yes, he did later announce it...)
My students proudly exclaimed to all who passed by what a special day it was. They would point out my crown, ring, and even shoes! (I know it will date me, but I wore my new "jellies"). I had on "glass slippers", making me all the more qualified to be queen for a day.
Even though it was all pure silliness, I thoroughly enjoyed being "The Birthday Queen"!