Another day, another number

I turned 37 yesterday.

I’m not sure what that is supposed to mean. Am I wiser? Perhaps. Do I look older? Probably.

I used to make a big deal of my birthday, but that went out long ago. The kids think it’s pretty cool. I’m blessed to have a good family and great friends. What more can I say?

For the record, I spent my birthday at church, cleaning, entertaining and grilling. I got to use my new bar, and our home was filled with beloved guests. Then I woke up this morning, and it was just another day.

We’ll see what my 38th year on earth brings.