But I don't look a day past 10 and a half months. I credit it to all the bacon and Pop Tarts.
My birthday has been spectacular so far, because the morning was me and the boys. It was a quality time of making motor boat noises and chewing on stuffed horses. Everett and Summit did eventually tire of my gnawing on their toys though.
It has been a marvelous 35 years, and I'm looking forward to many more. For today, I just plan on relaxing and spending time with those I love.
But of course, birthdays are also a great time for gifts. And you know what would be a great gift?
A donation to Movember.
If I have to spend today with an upper lip fur coat, then I should at least make money to kick prostate cancer in the eyeball.
I'm off birthdaying now.