Palindrome

Three Steves, Two Mikes, No Daves?

I had a relatively nice weekend, if you discount the odd stomach problems from eating improperly prepared Unagi.

On Saturday my parents visited to wish me a Happy Birthday, which is nice.

They chilled with us for a while, leaving late enough to have had a good visit, and early enough for us to prepare the house and yard for the barbecue we were having on Sunday.

The barbecue was a great time.

Mrs. J’s mom, some friends and other family members helped me enjoy a nice Sunday in May.

I don’t normally go around publicizing my birthday. While it’s nice to get gifts, it’s not really the focus of the day for me.

I just like to spend time with the people that I care about. As cheesy as it sounds, that’s the best gift of all.

Mrs. J managed to let everyone know ahead of time, though, so people did bring me some nice birthday gifts. Some also brought gifts for Little J, which was very sweet.

It was a mixed group of people, so it was far from boring. In fact, most of the time these sorts of groups mesh very well, because everyone learns something new and makes a new friend.

Although, sometimes I wonder if I subconsciously do it as some sort of bizarre entertainment for myself, like I’m some mad psychologist running a weird social experiment.

It was strange having no one named Dave present. Dave and Sarah visited a week earlier on their way to a shower for another friend, so it wasn’t really a Dave-less birthday.

And to answer the obvious question…

33.

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