I had a very quiet day yesterday, which is really a nice change of pace. I watched some television, did some laundry, went out and had brunch, got some groceries, and played some games.
The morning was really great because it was sunny and warm, so I took a walk and enjoyed the day.
These acts may seem normal (and believe me, they are), but when things are put into context the usual response I get is “Why did you do that on your birthday” (oh yeah, yesterday was also my birthday).
Putting things into perspective, I’m 43 now (darn it! I can no longer say my age is the answer to the question of life, the universe and everything… though, it’s the question that’s more important, not the answer). Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy references aside, birthdays should always be what the person celebrating it to be. In other words, if it’s your birthday and you just wanna sit around in your underwear, go for it!
I honestly don’t like the attention surrounding birthdays, and I don’t make a big deal out of it (unless someone wants me to do something on my birthday that isn’t already scheduled). And I got a lot of really awesome birthday salutations yesterday on my Facebook wall (good thing I hooked up my Blackberry to Facebook otherwise I never would have known). That was awesome and thanks to everyone who sent out well wishes. That, more than anything, is the best gift a person can get.
As well as the phone call from my folks. I expected that, and it’s always nice to talk to them, whether on the phone or in person.
So, once again, to everyone who sent me well wishes, thanks. You really made my day.