Woo hoo. I’m old. And soooo very thrilled.
Yes, yes. I’m to be congratulated and celebrated. Look at me, I managed to avoid becoming compost for another year. Quite an accomplishment if I do say so. So raise a glass (of geritol) and join me:
May the best ye’ve ever seen
Be the worst ye’ll ever see
May a moose ne’er leave yer girnal
Wi’ a tear drap in his e’e
May ye aye keep hale an’ he’rty
Till ye’re auld eneuch tae dee
May ye aye be jist as happy
As I wish ye aye tae be
