Quotes About Birthday

My mom made something that I always requested for my birthday called mock chicken legs. She would take ground veal and ground pork and mix it up with a bunch of spices, and then take a Popsicle stick and put it inside a little ball of the meat. Then you bake them. It was like a veal-and-pork hamburger rolled in ground-up Rice Krispies. It was delightful.

I didn't start auditioning until my 10th birthday when I auditioned for 'Matilda' The Musical in London! It was actually the first time I realized that it was a career I could pursue.

I was born with 'Aashiqui.' I am reborn on my birthday with 'Cabaret.'

I received a call for getting selected in 'Cartel' on December 4, my birthday. I was on cloud nine and absolutely overjoyed hearing the news.

My earliest memory is my parents forgetting my fourth birthday. My dad looked up from reading the paper and went, 'Oh my God!' So we went out, and I chose a red scooter.

If someone close to me forgets my birthday, I am heartbroken.

I turned 40 on the set of the reunion show for 'Sheer Genius,' so it wasn't a hideous birthday because I had everyone on the cast and crew sing 'Happy Birthday' to me, and I won $10,000 for being the fan favorite. It was really liberating to turn 40 and realize that I felt very comfortable with myself and knew who I was.

Dad had once said, Trust your mind, Rob. If it smells like shit but has writing across it that says Happy Birthday and a candle stuck down in it, what is it? Is there icing on it? he'd said. Dad had done that thing of squinting his eyes when an answer was not quite there yet.

Only Peter Rabbit didn't get any. Don't you remember?" said Grandfather. "He will this time," said Joe. "At last Peter Rabbit has his blackberries and cream, on his birthday.

I hate my birthday. I don't like to celebrate it much. But, if someone wants to throw me a surprise party, that normally works better.

For Tim Burton's birthday I gave him a rainbow beetle. He loved it!

I worked at an ice cream parlor called Chadwicks. We wore old-timey outfits and had to bang a drum, play a kazoo, and sing 'Happy Birthday' to people while giving them free birthday sundaes. Lots of ice cream scooping and $1 tips.

As he approached his 28th birthday in February 1840, Dickens knew himself to be famous, successful and tired. He needed a rest, and he made up his mind to keep the year free of the pressure of producing monthly installments of yet another long novel.

It's kind of ironic that the only Super Bowl I've been to as a fan was when the Rams played the Titans. I was at that game. My grandpa, when he was still involved in the NFL, he got me tickets for my birthday.

Why, on my mother's birthday, am I thinking about 'Father Knows Best?' At our house, mother knew best at least as often as father did, but then the title of the old sitcom, a homogenized portrait of American family life, was meant to be slightly sardonic.

My birthday, I don't really see it as a special day, to be honest. It's just another day for me.

I love photography. My boyfriend's got a great camera, which I bought for his birthday.

931.A third grade girl was expelled for a year because her grandmother sent her a birthday cake to school along with a knife to cut it. The teacher used the knife to cut the cake, and then reported the girl to the authorities for having a dangerous weapon.

I cried when I turned 34 for no other reason than 34 sounded old to me at the time.

I have a terrible time remembering exactly when my birthday is. Age is totally boring.

On her birthday, it was she who gave a gift - to me. It makes me understand that the best standover man I've ever known is not a man at all...

MÄ›la narozeniny, ale dárek dala ona mÄ›.

Los primeros días se sentaban a su lado y hablaban con él. El día de su cumpleaños le dijo que si se despertaba abrí un enorme pastel esperándole en la cocina. No se despertó. No hubo pastel.

It was Don Paolo's birthday and all the people of the village were gathered in the piazza to celebrate him. The band played, the wine flowed, the children danced, and, as he stood for a moment alone under the pergola, a little girl approached the the beloved priest. But Don Paolo, are you not happy? she asked him. Of course I am happy, he assured the little girl. Why, then, aren't you crying?