I met my 30th birthday with a bittersweet goodbye to my twenties.
My 31st birthday began with projectile vomit.
And today…. Today I face my 32nd birthday with subdued enthusiasm.
Enthusiasm for my family. For my blessings. For my future.
Oh, and the prime filet mignon waiting for me at my favorite steakhouse tonight.
I tried to find an appropriate picture to convey this moment, but there were too many that almost fit the bill, yet none that was an exact match. So I decided to share this screenshot from last year: my favorite birthday email of the day.
May my 32nd year be ever in my favor…
P.S. — My beloved Knicks gave me an early present last night with a momentous win over the defending champs…while without our star player. The third anniversary of my 29th birthday is off to a good start, wouldn’t you say?