Today I became 68 years and 365 days old. I’m sick of this aging business; it ain’t like its supposed to be.
Amen to that. It’s not like you can practice for it, either. All I know is how to be 20, 30, 40, or 50 years old. I don’t know how I’m supposed to act to fit into this role that changes every year.
As my dad used to say, though, it beats the alternative.
There must be some good aspects. What are they?
C’mon, give the babies something to look forward to!
Getting old ain’t for sissies, that’s for sure. 
Wishing you a good day, a good year and a great life!
Thanks for the good wishes. As to the best thing about old age, it doesn’t last long.*
*From No Country For Old Men by Cormak McCarthy.
Happy Birthday you old geezer!