So today marks twenty years. It feels odd to say that. I remember my tenth birthday quite clearly–most of all I remember the excitement with which I approached that second digit. I had two numbers in my age, and that was big. There was a slumber party with about ten of my friends sleeping in a tent pitched in my backyard. That evening everyone decorated a page for me, which my mother later made into a little booklet marking my birthday and life up to that point. I still have it, tucked safely away amongst my belongings in North Carolina (they’ve seen the world by now, they have).
I want to thank everyone who’s wished me a happy birthday: Dennis, Lindsey, B, CoCo, Amy, Roadie, Martha, Matt, Sara, Imke, Megan, LaJuan, Michael, Marlon, Libby B., Dave, Cheryl, Brooke, Tony, Greg, Jessica, Eric, Mark, and, of course, Mom and Dad (whose lives I changed immeasurably two decades ago). I’m certain to have forgotten someone there, and I apologize if I have. Each and every one of you brightens my life, and, for that, I thank you.
Aw Gnome, you rock my world. Happy birthday, and the cute piccies just kill me ded.
You’re awesome, Nol. Thanks for the birthday wishes.
And I thought you might like that itty bitty Gnome picture
I still have that teddy bear!
I agree: yay for more mini-Gnome pictures!
I think that you’ve seen more mini-Gnome pictures than just about anyone else on here, Greg :p
You just have the cutest, cutest pics of little!you. *squee*
Happy Day!
I tell you: I used to be cute! I don’t know what happened!