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Countdown to 32

There’s now less than a week1 until I turn 32. I’m not nervous about my birthday. Of course I’m having my typical I’m-getting-older-and-I-still-haven’t-done-everything-I-expected-to-do-up-to-this-point anxiety attacks. But I know now that those panicky reactions around birthdays are completely normal. 

Although this year will mark the sixteenth anniversary of my forgotten birthday. If you haven’t heard the story, on my sixteenth birthday, everyone forgot it was my birthday. I had had my birthday party the Saturday before, so the school friends were excused2 for forgetting. And I’ve mostly forgiven my extended family for forgetting, since Will3 was born the day after.4 But my parents will never live down forgetting their only child’s sixteenth birthday.5 

Next week will also be the fifteenth anniversary of this domain—cue the people mocking a 30+ year old person having a domain called fuzzypinkslippers.com.6 Assholes have to be assholes, since they don’t know how to function otherwise.


  1. February 17th. 

  2. For the most part. 

  3. I miss him & his creativity. I hope he’s still awesome. 

  4. Tell him “happy birthday” from me. 

  5. 🎶 It’s the stuff guilt trips are made of…  

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Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.

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