Happy birthday to me!

I’m 33 years old today. I’ve sometimes thought that I was 33 off and on for the last couple months, so now that I’ve actually ticked over, it doesn’t come as much of a shock. I’m not usually one to get down on birthdays, and today is no exception. Diana’s family had us over for dinner the other night. It was great to see them, and they gave me extremely thoughtful presents. I was quite touched. Diana and Allison visited today for lunch, and I think we’re celebrating with my parents this weekend.

In other news, Bruce Bingo was won today, not too surprisingly by someone who works closely with Bruce and sits at the desk next to him. I was on the other side of the building when I heard “BINGO” shouted out. I ran back and a big crowd was gathering. The winner announced all the squares that he’d gotten, as well as the time and place. The winning quotes were:

“We’re talking in circles…”

“Whatever!”

(Freebie square)

“Sucka!”

“How do you spell (something)?” (When Bruce makes a repeated typo on a simple word, he’ll say “how do you spell ‘application’?” and then slows down and writes it correctly).

As predicted, Bruce thought it was really great, and understood that it was not a malicious or teasing game, but done out of affection and fun. He was into it, and has posted the winning game sheet in his cubicle. Good times, and I’m sorry it’s over.