Monday, May 08, 2006

Happy Birthday To Me



Today I turned thirty-three, a number I will always remember as spoken by Paul Dobrowolski, a Czech boy in high school, because he pronounced it more like 'tharrrtee thraaaayyy'. It's a little strange to think that a number that seemed so far away at fifteen is now used to measure my age.

My day was made especially lovely by Mary, who took the day off and decorated the house with streamers. When I finally woke up, she greeted me with pancakes and strawberries. Thankfully not by throwing them at me.

But that's not all.

She gave me the Ultimate Coolest Pen in the world, at least, in my world, the Tornado Disco Fever Groove Writer. My plan is to use it to sign my first publishing contract. But that's a birthday wish, so don't tell anyone.

Can you tell I feel like a kid again?

A lazy day followed by a family dinner at my favourite restaurant was capped off by staying up late for a couple of selfish hours of computer game playing. I'm such a geek.

Will the love ever stop around here? Tune in tomorrow as I return to my normal schedule of writing about procrastinating instead of writing.

11 comments:

Christa M. Miller said...

Happy Birthday, Daniel. Sounds like you had the perfect day to enjoy!

David Terrenoire said...

Happy Birthday, sir.

Ah, I remember when I was 33, dinosaurs roamed the earth and people were much smaller.

Then we invented alcohol.

Daniel Hatadi said...

Thanks, Christa. It certainly was blissful. So much so, I've hardly done anything today.

And thanking you too, David. Does that mean everyone got drunk and mated with a dino? Is that how we got bigger? I mean, some people do happen to act like they have scales ... hmmm.

Stephen Blackmoore said...

Happy birthday! Sounds like life's treating you pretty well these days. You've got a beautiful woman (whose judgement I'm still not sure about), a burdgeoning writing career and one sweet pen.

Now finish that damn novel, you layabout! Give your girlfriend something to be proud of. I mean something more than the high score on Halo, though that's nothing to sneeze at.

Mary said...

Yeah, now back to it so you can use that damn pen! ;-)

Sandra Ruttan said...

Hey, Happy Birthday! And many more returns! 33. Well, right now, I'm only technically a year older than you. And all this time I thought you were such a young pup...

Daniel Hatadi said...

Hey, Stephen and Mary, give me a break! I just woke up!

Sandra, that just means my Peter Pan-like looks are in fully working order.

Or I just act like a kid all the time.

M said...

Well hello. You must be back to procrastinating about writing about procrastinating about writing as you haven't yet written.

Did that even make sense? LOL.

You look so young - would never have picked you for 33. Must be all the pancakes you consume. I still can't understand how you stay so slim!!

M. G. Tarquini said...

Happy, happy, Daniel!

33? Hate to break it to you, but from my perspective... you're still a kid. Enjoy it. Gravity happens.

Daniel Hatadi said...

Thanks very much Mindy. And if gravity works the way I expect it to, my lady will be in for a treat. ;)

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Happy Belated Birthday, Daniel!