- At April 30, 2005
- By Jeannine Gailey
- In Blog
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So today I turn 32, officially entering the dreaded zone of “the mid-thirties.” On the last day of Poetry Month, which I think is very appropriate. “April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs,” etc etc. I got my contributor copy of The Iowa Review yesterday (along with a record four(!!) rejections) that I saw also had poems from fellow blogger Laurel Snyder. And as an unexpected gift, the girl from the reading sent me her paper – on me! Thanks! How many times does that happen in life?
Glenn is taking me out for a nice dinner at Earth & Ocean tonight, for which I might actually get dressed up and everything.
Anyway, enjoy the last day of poetry month! Tomorrow I’ll attend the Seattle Poetry Festival, and Kate Gale’s reading at Elliot Bay, but today is an all-relaxation day.
Anne
Happy birthday! The mid-thirties are lovely — old enough to have some sense in your head, but young enough to enjoy it. 🙂
Suzanne
Happy, happy birthday bAbeeeeeee…
Hey! I hope you’re having a great weekend and you know what? To make you feel better I’ll tell everyone I’m 32, too. K? Anything for you doll, anything. 😉 xoxoxo
Radish King
Happy birthday love. You don’tlook a day over 20 (you seriously don’t). The sun is out today, have fun at the poetry festival.
Peter
Happy Birthday, Dahling! I hope 32 is mahvelous! xox Peter
jeannine
Thanks for the birthday wishes everyone! Please help yourself to a slice of black forest cake and a kir royale to celebrate!
PS – Rebecca, if you keep flattering me like that, I’m going to have to bring you around more often!
steve mueske
Hey, I missed this. Happy belated birthday. 32, sheesh! You’re just a kid.
Ess
jeannine
Thanks Steve! I was “ma’am”-ed at AWP this year by a college kid at one of the lit mag booths, so it’s nice to hear someone still thinking of me as a kid!