Today I am starting my 27th year of existence. Of course that means today is my birthday and I turned 26. As I have been reminded several times, that means that I am "over the hump of the twenties and it's all downhill to thirty". I'm okay with that. I feel pretty good about my life and so far I have no major regrets. I think I'll be pretty happy as long as I keep it that way.
As for my birthday wounds, those are from a great day of paintballing. My wonderful wife, Kelley, organized a surprise paintball party for me. It was a great way to celebrate. On a day to remember my entrance into the world, we get to engage in some of the most primal of mankind's activities. In this case, mock warfare. We get to exhibit "fight or flight" and survival insticts in the form of a series of games where team and individual domination are the goal. In some ways the games mirror the quest of life. Not that my goal is to shoot my enemies to oblivion!?!
Thank you to everyone who came on their long weekend. Thanks to Shawn for supper afterwards. And thanks again to Kelley for organizing everything... I love you.
Cheers.
