40Posted: July 31, 2007
I snapped this dimly lit photo with my phone of some flowers my family sent me on my 40th birthday and stuck it here as a marker because I intended to come back and write about my birthday. And here we are 15 days later and I haven’t done it. Somehow it seems like cheating to mark a place and not come back to it. Oh, well.
So, I turned 40. Some friends had a great party for me the weekend before. With pork BBQ, sweet tea and cupcakes. My birthday day was like any other work day. Long day of putting out fires. Except that a friend took me out to a really great dinner that night.
40 is the new 30, right?