Yesterday was one of the best birthdays I've ever celebrated. The Governor informed his preschool class that I'm "thirty-hundred years old." I predate Christ! (Great ice-breaker at any party.) To add injury to insult, he then proceded to get some sort of flu bug and threw up all over me around 11 p.m. last night. But hey...you know it's a great birthday when someone ends up with barf in their hair.
Today has been rather mellow. We've been watching a lot of Dungeons and Dragons. And I took a break to go get my driver's license renewed. The guy behind me in line was hopelessly confused. He needed to get his license back, but his probation officer had told him one thing, and someone else in DMV told him another. Where did he need to start? The woman helping me seemed to be the most competent person there, and she motioned him over and proceeded to give him some paperwork and phone numbers. Genuine help. He left, and she apologized to me for the interruption. No problem, I told her. Nothing like not having a probation officer to make one feel magnanimous.
Drove back home, allowing myself to exceed the speed limit once more now that I have a valid license, and took the dog for a very short walk. It's mighty cold right now. Seven degrees. But 7 is respectable. Yesterday I was told not to expect the high to be above zero. Tomorrow we're not supposed to warm up above minus 5.
Be quiet, Chris.
The rest of you...have a good weekend.