I love presents. I love getting them. I love giving them.
I embrace the fact that after reading The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman, it was obvious that my number one love language was indeed GIFT-GIVING.
In modern American culture, there are two common days for getting presents – Christmas and one’s birthday.
I want to give a very big THANK YOU to my parents for having me on June 20, 1981. Being born on June 20th is about as close as you can get to having the two major present-receiving days exactly six months apart. Every six months, I’m rolling. It is awesome. I have always felt sorry for those people who are born on December 20 and their birthday gifts get lumped into their Christmas gifts. Those people do not even know the goodness of spread out gift days.
This year was no exception.
For the first time since 1996ish, I was not at church camp on my birthday. My wife was amazing (as always) by inviting 20 of my closest friends over to the house. We had amazing food, good weather, and great conversation.
I got this book…
And five movies on blue-ray that I have not seen yet – Avatar, The Blind Side, The Book of Eli, Invictus, and Sherlock Holmes.
It was a great birthday. Thanks to all my family and friends who made it possible. I love you all!
Now it is time to own being 29.