As Pisghetti Gains Another Year, I Lose Eight

Eh-Eh-Ed.

Eddie Cakes.

The Ed Man.

Eddie Pisghetti.

Ed Go.

My Eddie.

These are just a few of the monikers my Eddie goes by; nicknames given by my nephews, brother and even Aunts. Everyone loves Ed.

Today is sweet Eddie's birthday. He's a spring chicken, still in his thirties. I figure since it's common for men to be older than their mates, it may work to my benefit when people find out that Ed is only thirty-three. Conceivably, I can probably get away with telling people I'm thirty-two instead of forty. So that's my plan; since I turned forty last year, I'm going to start lying about my age this year.

So let's all come together to wish Ed a Happy Birthday and at the same time, we can wish me a happy reverse birthday on the side!