I LOVE my birthday. This is one of the (gazillion) things on which Haime and I find ourselves at polar opposite sides. I LOVE the idea of celebrating another year of life. Haime, on the other hand, says he would like nothing more than to be able to forget that a particular day marks another turn of the yearly calendar. He does like presents, however, and suggests that if we gave him more presents throughout the year, we could actually dispense with the birthday celebration and just have several "general present-for-Haime" days (whatever).
After golf, Haime, my mom, Chipper, Mal (Chipper's bride) and their son Car and I all went to dinner at one of my favorite restaurants. Haime and I went early and enjoyed a glass of some mighty tasty wine while we waited. I've been fighting the weight-war pretty hard for the past year but decided that I was going to indulge myself just this once to celebrate. After a lovely dinner, we all even shared a piece of cake...hey, I was celebrating. We had arranged for Car to spend the night at our house so he came home with us and we played for awhile then all turned in for the night...AWESOME birthday.
Then, I woke this morning to find that my indulgences resulted in a 2 pound gain...CRAP! Well, I still LOVE birthdays so I guess I'll just have to learn to LOVE the extra treadmill/elliptical/crunches that I'm going to have to put in to pay for falling off of the flab-fighting-wagon.
Before I close, I have a request...Boo's girlfriend's mom is pretty ill. Please keep her in your thoughts and offer prayers for her recovery...Thanks.