I am 34 years old today. I began my 35th year on earth on the right foot this morning -- I was down 2.2 lbs. I don't know what the scale will look like tomorrow, however -- it's been a very food-filled birthday. I started the day by eating some of the giant cookie my friend EB got me this weekend -- I have not yet eaten my name, however, because I like the way it looks. Then, at work, my secretary at work surprised me with a potluck luncheon -- her husband cooked some ham, and other coworkers brought in a lot of good food. I was touched by the effort she and everyone else to -- I'm not used to having people other than my parents make such a fuss over me.
I didn't really need any more food, but my parents and I had already planned a dinner at the local Indian restaurant, which I had really been looking forward to. We had a really nice time, and my lamb rogan josh was excellent.
I had a great birthday overall -- I had fun driving my car to and from work -- I love the way it rides so smoothly. I received email greetings and phone calls from close friends and family. And it was sunny -- not necessarily warm, but sunny. Now I'm tired and need to go to bed. It's been a good day indeed, and not because it was fattening.
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