Like This Birthday, For Instance...

Today is my birthday and this is what happened.
My car is in the shop.

The rental car that I was to pick up at lunch this afternoon wasn’t there yet, so instead I went to a little Pan Asian restaurant at the top of the hill where I had a decent plate of curry and fried krupuk. From there I went to a wine shop that Dewy and Ham like, but that Sweetie and I haven’t been to yet. Nice owner, nice wine selection—we talked about the trailer park and he showed me the new wine bar that he was opening that day right next door.

From there I decided to head down to Kings Books to find something to read and on the way, lying in the street, were three fifty-dollar bills calling out my name. They looked lost and a little lonely, so I put them in my pocket and I have to say, they seem a lot happier now. I bought two books; A Long Days Journey into Night and a Tony Hillerman novel that I haven’t read and headed back down to the rental car place to see if my car was there. It was, but due to the fact that today is my birthday, it is also the day that my driver’s license expires. Funny thing about car rental companies…they’re not allowed to rent a car to someone with an expired license. They are, however, allowed to drive you clear across town to the closest DMV where they will wait for you in the parking lot for you to get a new license before taking you back to their business and wouldn’t you know it, that’s exactly what they did.

So now I’m sitting at the truck stop drinking iced coffee and eating a cookie, looking out at the beautiful afternoon sun--looking to spend a little quiet time before I pick up the Older Boy and head home to eat cake and open presents.

Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Happy Birthday to me…

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