In honor of this weekend’s jubilee, this week’s poll is about birthdays! What has been your favorite birthday?
I’m going to say my best was my 16th birthday. I had a new outfit (white shirt, yellow skirt and vest…what the heck was I thinking?!) and we had (surprise, surprise) Yen Ching for dinner that night. This was right at the tail end of when it was cool for all your friends to give you big helium-filled balloons, which you carried class to class as a proclamation of how many friends you had. I had a lot of friends that year (and/or my parents may or may not have had some balloons delivered to school.)
The best part of the day, was that I got out of school early so I could do my driver’s license test. Yes, I was the nerd who made that appointment months and months in advance so I could make sure I got my appointment on the actual birthday. I know I’m still not a good driver, but I did pretty well that day.
(Related: you can never pull out in front of a fire truck with its lights on. Even if said fire truck is five blocks away and traveling 20 mph in a funeral procession. Besides parallel parking on an uphill, that was the only thing that caused me to lose points. And I will never, ever see that again.)
It wasn’t until the summer that I got the Toonie-mobile, but the license in my purse was the freedom this independent teenager had been craving. And let’s not forget…my parents probably didn’t mind too much seeing as all my friends lived on the way opposite site of town… Best argument for my own car I could come up with – all my friends were southsiders!