It’s My Birthday!

So I turned 31 over the weekend. No grey hair yet, but my hair line is running a little. We’re in the middle of a move so my birthday was a little less than normal. I told my wife not to get me anything, we need the money for moving. We went out to Longhorn Steak House for dinner the night before. The day of I had some of my friends over and we hung out, had fun.

I’m happy about this. I feel like I’ve hit a new level of maturity. I’m happy that I don’t go crazy wondering what I want to get, choosing from a long list of stuff. I’ve done it in years past, just trying to narrow down to one or two things I want from the list of stuff. And that’s what it is, just stuff. There is nothing I want this year. I have an awesome wife, and fun lovable children. I have close friends who mean the world to me. Some of my birthday cards were reflective that I am just as cherished by those who I cherish.

“A son like you brings so much happiness to life. Hope you know how much you’re appreciated and, most of all, hope you know how much you’re loved.” This is an excerpt from the card my mom gave me. It has that nice awwww feeling. I love feeling loved! Don’t you?

“Happy Birthday Son-in-law, we sure didn’t make a mistake letting you in the family…” says the cover. Again, awwwww, so nice from my in-laws. “Nope. you have no one to blame but yourself!” Then all I could do is laugh. So true, so true.