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Turning 34

I have never been one to really care about my birthday, but this year I felt more celebrated then ever. It was actually quite enjoyable and did my ego well (or maybe not so good...if it was already too big). On Friday night we have our youth program and during my talk I mentioned that my birthday was tomorrow and there was a huge cheer from the crowd (I didn't even think they listened during my talks). Saturday, Nicky and I both got to sleep in because the kids were at my parents, then we went out for breakfast, came back home and had lunch with Nicky's parents who had just returned from Israel...it was so cool to hear what they got to do there, and to sense how much they really enjoyed it. Someday I want to go there myself! They left me a very awesome present, then I got to have a nap before we went out for supper. Having a sleep-in and a nap in the same day...that is like my ideal day! Then we went out to dinner and a movie with our friends Colin and Jodene (it was Jod's birthday on the 3rd - and we often get to celebrate together). We went to Hu's (an asian restaurant) and then to see U2 3D at the IMAX. That was a great time, I will have to post about that another day. After that we went out for coffee and closed down two different places. That day I also received a whole whack load of emails, facebook messages and phone calls. Sunday, I had another party at my parents with my Winnipeg family, and then on today (Tuesday) I was sitting in the office and all of the sudden a bunch of people are singing happy birthday to me and offering me the greatest cake ever...I don't know what you would call it but it was meringue, whipped cream, strawberries, blueberries and kiwi, mmmmmmmmm. I don't think my birthday has ever been recognized in this way, you all better be careful, I might get used to this!
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Bri said…
I'm so happy you had a great Birthday Trey! Out here, most people don't celebrate at all. Maybe if you're rich, and maybe if you're really young. But most of my friends tell me that their own parents don't get them anything or even say "happy birthday" to them. Heck, most Cambodians don't even know when their actual birthday is! They just pick a day, sometimes the year too...
8:13 am
Mark said…
Happy Birthday Trevor!
4:39 pm
Trevor said…
Hey Bri, thanks for bringing perspective to birthdays. Actually, I know for a fact that in Cambodia, I would be considered extremely rich, so I guess it's OK that I celebrate so extravagantly?!
8:18 am
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