Thursday, August 16, 2007

All In Good Time

According to mom, she went into labor at 7:00 AM. However, much to her chagrin, I got all distracted, stopped to see the sights and maybe have a chat with the white rabbit along the way, and arrived at precisely 11:20 PM. This slow and steady pace has set the prescendent for everything I have ever done since. Which is why it just makes more sense to write about my birthday the day after.

For a few hours, I contemplated having a gathering of some sort. But then I came to my senses and remembered that I don't actually like organizing or socializing in groups of people for extended periods of time. Whew, that was close.

So being a man of simple pleasures, I got a haircut.


And my sweetie sent me flowers.


And because he knows I forget to eat lunch I promptly ate them.


Which may be why I have been thirty for exactly one day now and survived to tell about it.

Amazingly, it has all culminated thus far in learning something that I probably knew a long time ago but am just starting to heed: For this Tortoise it's far more satisfying and in fact essential to stop and ask Hare if he likes lemon and honey in his tea instead of winning that silly race. How about that.

9 comments:

Brian said...

Nice haircut. Nice flowers too. He done good.

Sharon said...

Happy Birthday!!

(But I thought yellow roses meant "good-bye?")

Eric said...

Happy (late) Birthday!

Andy said...

I meant to leave you a message on FaceBook telling you Happy Birthday. I was actually going to leave it several days ago and say "I am the first to say Happy Birthday." Well. That didn't happen. I must be a lot like you (stopping to talk with the white rabbit!) lol. The HAREcut looks great!

David said...

HIPY PAPY BTHUTHDTH THUTHDA BTHUTHDY!

Flowers! Awwwwww.

Michael said...

Happy birthday! And I do like the haircut.

Alden said...

Thanks everybody.

Faustus, M.D. said...

Happy birthday (belatedly)!

But your last sentence is totally wrong; winning the race is much, much more important.

Kevin said...

Happy Birthday (belated)! Welcome to the 30s. :)