Wednesday, August 26, 2009
BURNING CANDLES AT BOTH ENDS:
A Cake Walk.
So much in this life happens that we wish with all our heart we could take back, change or live-down. Far too much time spent in regret, in my view, but nevertheless, its part and parcel to our "experience".
For instance, on one occasion of the birthday of my Most Cherished Mother, (the actual year of her birth we are not privy to), my sisters and I, with the treasured help of our Nanny, secretly baked her a cake. It was such an event, my sisters fluttering about and our Dear Lannie making sure the frosting was just right. The cake was completed, candles and all, and stowed away in a cabinet in the kitchen awaiting the big moment. All was going well, everyone was prepared and the four of us girls waited with grand anticipation for Mother to return home from the Beauty Shop.
We had it all timed out. Well, really and truly Lannie and my sisters had it all timed out, and when Daddy arrived, his job was to contain the "wild card". Meaning 4 year old me. He came in the front door, glee and excitement all over my sisters' faces, and he immediately scooped me up in his arms in an effort to squelch the enthusiasm. My Mother arrived home, fresh from the Beauty Shop, coifed and curled and sprayed and the moment arrived. Perched on the steps to the breakfast room and kitchen, my sisters prepared for the presentation of the cake. Daddy had a momentary lapse and failed to halt the spontanious outburst of his youngest girl: "I SMELL CAKE!! I SMELL BIRTHDAY CAKE!!!" That was it. Can never be taken back and a surprise Birthday party ruined single-handedly by a four year old.
I'll never live that one down and I am frequently reminded of it...So here's what I suggest:
NO MORE BIRTHDAYS! In fact, as Mayor, I propose a moratorium on birthdays, surprise or otherwise.
*PROCLAMATION AND ORDER*
As of this date, all birthdays beyond the actaul age of 45 shall be
eliminated,unrecognized and regarded as unlawful and without merit of any sort. All good
citizens shall remain 45 years old in perpetua given the age of 45 is just sufficiently beyond
the carelessness and wrecklessness of youth and sufficiently steeped in some wisdom minus
the synicism of a more advanced age.
It is further Decreed and Declared that all Driver's licenses and passports shall be renewed
retroactively and shall report year of birth as 1964. This will eliminate the reviled, of late, so
to speak, proposal of subjecting aging and/or ailing citizens to "End of
Life Options and Counseling".
Alternatively, "Endless Life Options and Counseling" shall be made available through
qualified professionals with services including, but not limited to, "The Proper Use of
Sunscreen"; "Maintaining That Youthful Glow"; "Gray! Gray! Go Away" (a home study
tutorial) and a special series, "The Eternal Flame: How To Keep The Love-Lamp On".(also
available on DVD with musical soundtrack featuring Barry White and Marvin Gaye).
Further Ordered and Decreed, any individual requiring attention to special needs, whether
physical, visual or mental, that are not "age appropriate" will be dealt with with the utmost
consideration and complete discretion.
With regard to Birthday Cake, no restrictions, except the number of birthday candles which
shall not exceed 45.
It is further Ordered that the actual counting of the number of candles be prohibited.
Birthday candles can continue to be "blown out".
Requests for birthdates prior to 1964 shall be considered and contemplated on a case by case
basis. For obvious reasons, this shall be treated as a request for assisted suicide, "first come, first serve", as this can be construed as a time sensitive issue.
SO ORDERED AND DECREED BY THE OFFICE OF THE MAYOR
(Ladies!, Think of the money we'll save on anti-aging eye cream and face lifts!! 75 will be the new 45! Hey, the Guvmint lies all the time, we can surely take a dusty leaf from that book and lie about our age and I, for one, will want to see proof of just how old this "counselor" is while advising me of the most cost-effective way to die! I suspect he or she will be somewhere in the neighborhood of 45-ish.
Go on and celebrate your birthdays, but don't COUNT those candles before you blow them out! Be judicious and modest or else they could wind up as simply Candles in the Wind. In this case, less is truly more.
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