Last week found me landing solidly in middle-age. I turned 40 years of age. However, I feel great. I eat better. I exercise. I’m spiritually fulfilled. And I’ve got a great family.
My parents came to visit – which is always nice. Dad and I spend most of our visits talking tech and taking trips to MicroCenter. Mom is always a loving person and has the grandmother soul – a good thing.
I was post night-shift, so it was very possible I’d spend the whole day walking around like a zombie. But I was awake and felt great. For starters, upon arriving home from work, I found this sign hanging above the kitchen entry:
For my birthday, I took Linda and Anna to the AT&T store to get Anna a new phone – her birthday present. Then we got Linda a new phone also – an iPhone 4. She hates it, but I’m planning on it growing on her (just like the Blackberry did).
My parents took us all out to dinner for the birthdays. Our choice was Texas Roadhouse – a steak joint where you can eat peanuts and throw the shells on the floor. Plus, one can get prime rib at a decent price.
Of course, Mom had to tell the waitress that we were celebrating birthdays. Dinner was completed with a saddle attached to a sawhorse and a request for us to sit on it while swinging a napkin over our head like a lasso. Anna absolutely wouldn’t do it, so I jumped on and yelled Yeehaw in the best Kansas voice I could.
Angelfood cake with 40 black candles greeted us upon returning home. The picture at the top gives testament that it was quite a glow of fire. We had to open windows and turn the ceiling fan on to disperse all the smoke.
I had a wonderful 40th birthday. Can’t wait to celebrate someone else’s 40th in the next 6 weeks…
