This Year, I Am Patrick Roy

And by that I mean I am 33.

Thanks for the birthday wishes everyone, on Facebook or otherwise. Say what you will, but the birthday bulletin board is one of the more redeeming qualities of Facebook - well, that and the whole stalking thing...

Continuing with current trends, yesterday was a day of much eating, albeit celebratory eating. Terri provided a giant meal of BBQ, BBQ-appropriate salads, cheesecake (two cheesecakes actually) and beer. Naturally. Funny how these events have changed in the past few years - now the cats basically open my gifts for me and Lydia blows out my candles. Note: I'm not complaining. Really, I can't even remember how these things went down before, although I'm pretty sure I blew out my own candles. I'm more than happy to hand over that responsibility - Lydia seems to have much more fun, blowing out 33 candles, one at a time, with two or three takes at each. I'd also like to highlight the patience of our dinner guests for sitting through this. Ha.

Thanks again, everyone.

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