It's a day for a little writing, a little poetry-packaging (trying to find good homes for poems), a little chili-cooking and cornbread, a little resting, a little (more than that) football, and Ricola cranberry vitamin C cough drops.
This birthday has smacked me more than others, something about that number. Now that the day is here, I'm ready to revel in it.
And I was working on my poem about my blast-from-the-past poetry teacher. I'd started a serious version and a funny version. My head and my throat are still stuffed up and I'm certainly not feeling coherent, but even I could see that the serious version needed to go right out the window. Vindication must be good-natured all the way. Lead the laughter.
Yes, revel in it.