You Say It's Your Birthday?

Today I had a birthday. As birthday's go, it was excellent. All of the qualifiers of a good birthday took place: I didn't have to work, I was able to spend a nice time with the family, played two solid hours of video games, and I got stuff.

The good thing is that I never have to spend my birthday alone. The other good thing is that my brother is four minutes older than I am. I will always be the baby, and he will always be older that I. There is comfort in this to be sure. Having to share a birthday was never a problem for me. It was always nice to celebrate this festive day with Cullen. The only issue, which is the same we faced at Christmas, is that we tended to get the same gifts. Getting different gifts evidently caused a problem as some point, so most people just bought two of everything. We always knew what gifts were for us due to two of every package which were usually wrapped the exact same way. Do me a favor if any of you out there happen to have twins - just mix it up a little. They will really appreciate it. Believe me. I also don't need to mention the wrongness that is dressing twins' alike do I? Don't do it. Suspend the need to be cute and save your kids from undue therapy. The good thing about Cullen and I was that we looked so much alike, that dressing us alike would have been confusing. Cullen was always in blue and I was always in red. Still very cute, and very easy to identify. My parents turned parental practicality into an art form.

My wife is five years younger that I. I usually tell people about the numerous proms that I had to crash to find a girlfriend. The trick was getting her in the car. This is of course humor and I did not meet my wife at a prom. We actually met at the mall where we both were working. This year my wife turns thirty-one. It's really hard to pick on her about this point. I will always be older than her, and the come backs to my jibes about her age are easy for her to come by. Why did I choose to date and marry someone so much younger that I? Well, I fell in love with her. As clich'e as that sounds it is the absolute truth of the matter. She was the most amazing person I had every met. She still is. Not to mention that my wife is hands down the funniest woman I have ever met. She has perfect comic timing and says the most hilarious things at the most appropriate times. This in unlike me, where my timing is not always sound and most times I'm the only one who thinks anything I say is funny. So I married well. She would say(humorously) that she married me cuz we make good-looking babies. This is of course true, and if my genes can keep me in the game so be it. Not to mention that she has stated that my butt looks great when I bowl. What more could a wife ask for?

What does one think about the day they get older? I can help but think of all the great things I have in this life of mine. It's easy to think of all the things that one doesn't have. The regret at decisions made long long ago, the repercussions of which have no consequence now. I've always taken comfort in the day. I only get one at a time. This is a good thing. If I had to live whole bunches at a time, I'd screw that up big. So I had today - and it was a great one. Even if I just found two gray hairs on my head. I'm just grateful they are symmetrical. I'm off to play more video games, it's my birthday and I'm going to stay up late and have some fun. I'll just look much more 'sophisticated' doing it than I did yesterday...