So far, my haul consists of a “music of the 90’s” compilation CD (Mambo #5, anyone?) and a bag of chocolate chip cookies.

Today I turn 34 years old. My mother called at the stroke of 8am with birthday well-wishing. (I was in the shower at the time.) My father sent an email, and his girlfriend left a voice message on my office phone. Various co-workers have sent me e-cards and emails in addition to random greetings in the hallways. Later on I expect to be celebrating with my rugrats.

Maybe it’s not the perfect birthday, but it could be a lot worse…