Older Man

An unspecified number of years ago today, a little baby boy was born in Los Angeles, California.

He was probably not thrilled about being born and cried a lot over it.

The youngest of four children, he was named after a biblical character and a famous Roman emporer.

A still unspecified number of years later, he met me, and fell in love.

The rest is history.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, today is Boyfriend’s birthday!

To celebrate, tonight we are going out to a restaurant where we went out to dinner for the very first time, on a fateful night more than 2 years ago.

Other festivities will continue throughout the day.

Boyfriend will get a Sirius Satellite Radio receiver. I actually got this for him for Christmas, I mean, um, Hannukah, but never got to actually giving it to him. (You can see that in our household we are not that big on giving gifts.)

In some Asian culture (the more stringent subset), birthday is not supposed to be a celebration of a new life but a remembrance of the mother’s suffering on that day. Being desperately afraid of childbirth myself, I think this interpretation makes a lot of sense.

Will urge Boyfriend to give Mommy a call later today.