Published at Wednesday, December 20th 2017. by Luella Acosta in Happy Bitrthday.
Good morning to you,
If you are putting together a birthday party in your home, decorate the place to the nines, with intertwined rolls of crepe paper hanging from the rafters, and with three-foot high letters spelling out Happy Birthday! stretched across the room. Decorate the party table with colorful paper plate and cups and napkins, just for the sheer cheerfulness of the things.
Happy Birthday To You, the birthday song heard the world over, is actually protected by copyright. Quite how they manage to enforce this is beyond me for such a massive worldwide song. Apparently the birthday song brings in around $2 million a year in royalties from publishing rights (which is owned now by Summy-Birchard, a company under the AOL Time Warner umbrella who paid $25 million for the company which was then called Birch Tree and then changed to Summy-Birch).
My reality. Year after year after year, this never happens. You would think I would learn by now, but I still have not. I still go to bed thinking I will wake up and feel older, wiser, smarter... something. I never do. I guess this is where my birthday disappointment begins. To be honest, I do not recall having any excellent dreams the night before my birthdays. If I do, they have never been fulfilled. In all of my birthdays, none of them have consisted of confetti or feeling like a Queen. I know the sun comes up every day, although I can still think, on my birthday, it came up just for me. It did not choose its color, based on my opinion. I have never received flowers or balloons on my birthday, which is sheer tragic. I have longed and desired for a surprise birthday party, but that one still has only happened in my dreams. I remember all of my friends and family birthdays but very few seem to remember mine. If they do, I do not receive a phone call. I sometimes do not get to go out to dinner for my birthday. If I do, it is the usual restaurant. The only adventure I have had is thinking about the adventure I do like to have. The last spectacular event I attended on my birthday was... well, I do not remember ever having one. I have never met the man of my dreams, although I still hold out hope. It might be interesting for all of my friends to meet. Have you ever wondered how that would be for all of your friends, whom you talk about with your other friends, to meet? I have never received a toast or a letter in any capacity, although the thought is a nice one.
Get a large piece of Styrofoam board for every four guests. Paint each board a different color, solid red or blue, for example. Now, use a bread knife to cut the boards into strange shaped pieces. For 4-5 year olds, three pieces is enough. 6-8 year olds can handle four or five, and from there on up, six or seven pieces should work.
It is one of the most commonly used phrases in the English language, sung around the world on a daily basis, but what do birthdays really mean to us?