Ti Multsã-anji! Uràri Cu-ucazea-a Dzuùãljei Di-aflari
Which is to say, "happy birthday" (to me). In Aromanian, of course. And if you forgot to send flowers, bon bons, or a fabulous silk cravat, don't sweat it. Just blame the mail. That's what I'm going to do when I forget to send yours.
The reason you've never heard of the Aromanians is because their language is so exceedingly complicated that even the simplest conversation takes hours and they never actually have time to do anything.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
ReplyDeleteChuc Mung Sinh Nhat!
ReplyDeleteAre you staying away from the coffice tooday?
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday:)
ReplyDeleteAppy-hay Irthday-bay...*
ReplyDeleteHave a good one!
*Sorry, it's the only foreign language I can speak...
Happy Birthday! (=
ReplyDeletei just 'signed' happy birthday to you!
ReplyDeletefeliz cumpleanos from nolamomma... I have a supercuts gift certificate for you next time I see you.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday!
ReplyDelete(by the way, how was the Jesus year? Here's to hoping that the post-Jesus year is even better)
Traci, my Jesus year seems to have gone much better for me than it did for Jesus.
ReplyDeleteAnonymous nolamomma, you're a rascally-rascal, you. I can't wait.
happy belated birthday.
ReplyDeleteYes, happy belated birthday!
ReplyDeleteI put some Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels in the mail but it sounds like they haven't arrived yet.
Those Aromanians have some big words for a simple concept.
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday!
The reason you've never heard of the Aromanians is because their language is so exceedingly complicated that even the simplest conversation takes hours and they never actually have time to do anything.
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