Today is my 35th birthday. That’s a lie. My birthday actually ended 28 minutes ago as I type this. Saturday I had the ‘big birthday party’. Lots of people at my house and the pool. Lots of people playing volleyball and I had a good time.
Tonight, on my actual birthday, I had a more personal celebration. Dinner with about 10 of my closest friends at a mexican restaurant near my house. I was unaware but for the first time in 35 years, I had a ‘restaurant celebration’ for my birthday. After dinner the staff put a sombrero on my head, smeared whipped cream on my face and served me dessert. Casey tried to put some more whipped cream on my face and I flicked some on her with the spoon. It was very short of a full out food fight.
Afterwards a smaller group went to a little bar next to the mexican restaurant and chatted.
Casey brought me home a few minutes ago and now I’m here.
Hello 35. I’m glad you’re here.