I turned 42 today, at last I am the answer to life, the universe and everything. I had a great day. I got to go to the gym wearing my new Polar heart monitor, I played with my wind up Dalek, decided where to put my wireless weather station, wore my new Tiger socks, studied my AT AT diagram t-shirt and pumped my Spinal Tap Bluray up to 11.
As you can tell, I had a great day.
But the best was saved for last. Rae made her world famous (well, it should be!) chicken parma. Dear god, I’m in a post parm stupor, lying on the couch counting my birthday blessings. Thanks every one for the birthday wishes via sms, email, phone and Facebook. I couldn’t be happier.