Happy Birthday early, Jenny. The year I turned 50 I became a grandmother for the first time. That made it really special. I have always felt that when we have our birthdays, our mother is the one who should have the special party or celebration. My mother is not around and I guess that makes me feel sad. But when we get old or older we have to look out for ourselves. Hence the birthday cake for me. My grandkids laugh because I told them I was forty, which is one year younger than their uncle Ted; he is 41. So now that is the joke, Grannie is younger than Uncle Ted. Sounds more believable than being forever 29.