I had a surprisingly good day yesterday. I’ve been building it up in my mind for so long, how I was going to turn Forty, and how that would mean I was so old, and not knowing if that would mean a whole day of being completely bummed out. Instead, I ended up having a pretty darn good day.
I went to my favorite coffee place for a birthday Mocha and Cinnamon Roll, then spent some time reading blog comments, then went to lunch with my best friend at Red Lobster, followed by some thrift-store shopping. Here’s a photo the waitress took at Red Lobster, you can see Kaitlyn’s black eye that she got running into our computer table on Saturday.
When I got home and checked my blog post, I found that I already had over a hundred comments wishing me a Happy Birthday! Thank you so much everyone who mentioned it on your own blog, or emailed your friends, because you made me feel really, really special. I honestly thought I might not even get forty comments!
Chris took us out for dinner, and I picked Red Robin because I knew the kids would like their food and I also knew I would get a free birthday dessert. I did not intentionally choose two restaurants with the word “Red” in the title. The photos are on my Flickr page, but here’s my favorite:
Best Dad in the world
So now I am 40. I have to check a different set of boxes on questionnaires, and it’s only ten more years until I can join the AARP. And yet, I still feel like I’m in my twenties, and I guess that’s what really matters.