Well, as many of you may or may not know, I turned 29 this last Thursday. I’m one year away from the dreaded 3-0…and of course, one year closer to death. But who’s counting, anyway? But I have to admit, getting older isn’t as scary as it used to be. I mean, I surround myself [...]
Well, as many of you may or may not know, I turned 29 this last Thursday. I’m one year away from the dreaded 3-0…and of course, one year closer to death. But who’s counting, anyway?
But I have to admit, getting older isn’t as scary as it used to be. I mean, I surround myself with people who embrace and enjoy life and I, for one, definitely don’t act my age. Age is all about attitude…not how many rings you can count when you chop me in half or how many calendars I’ve seen in my day. As long as I stay young, I’ll be young.
I was also reminded of how many awesome friends I have. People I know, and even people I don’t know, wished me a happy birthday and it made me feel…important. I was a rock star for a day. And I loved it. I drove up to Fontana and spent the evening with Laura and her family. They took me to dinner and Laura even made me a cake…one of the most awesome cakes in the history of the world. And if you know me, you know I LOVE cake. :)
My new 40D came in the mail too…so I am really excited to start breaking it in. :)
Basically, the 2-9 wasn’t a bad day. It was pretty freakin’ awesome because I remembered how many special people I have in my life.
So thank you, everyone, for being a part of me and my journey. I love you all!
Dude, we missed out on Hooters! You’ve been freaking hard to get a hold of. I owe you a burrito or nuggets or something. Give me a call so I can properly usher in this year of the big 2-9. :)
Aww man, sorry I missed your birthday. So here’s a belated one. I win the lame award, but you at least win . . . uh, the birthday award? The seniority award? ;)