My forty-one-year-old ass is ready for its close-up.
Get DeMille on the line and fire up the Isotta-Frascini.
The pool is ready, willing, and able.
I’ve got my birthday suit on, much like last year.
And any other year for that matter.
What are you waiting for?
Jump.
A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman’s birthday but never remembers her age. ~ Robert Frost
