Thank You

Turning Thirty - wow is it for real!? I can't believe that this decade is over. Wasn't it just a couple years ago I was drinking and partying it up because I was finally of legal drinking age. It's been quite a trip the last couple of months coming to terms with the reality of moving into what many have called a different chapter in my life. People would ask me what does turning Thirty feel like? I have a lot of young friends that love to take shots at the old guy (if you know me you probably know that I deserve them). Anyways, coming to the day that I actually turned Thirty was like waiting around for a slow death. It's like damn come on already so I can just get through the day and move on with life. People asked, "what are you going to do?", "Are you going to go out?". My reply was like eh, nothing if all goes right. Although part of me wondered "Am I really going to spend my birthday pretty much alone?".

The weekend of my birthday starts and here it is Friday night and I'm watching Soprano's with V and Z. It was pretty nice actually but a long shot from the birthdays of the past. I finally got my old ass off the couch and to bed.

Beep Beep. Beep. Beep Beep. V isn't that weird that there is a phone beeping outside and then inside. What the hell is all that noise outside? It's like 2am! Man I'm getting old. Anyways, maybe they'll shut up after a couple of minutes. Rustling? What the hell is Z doing making so much damn noise on the stairs? Now he wants to come in my room? URrgghh! Surprise! One, two, three, four....how many people are there? There are eight people all of a sudden yelling and laughing. Overwhelming is the best way to describe it. I realized at that moment that there must have been a huge amount of planning for this to go on. I mean I keep in touch with a lot of people that love to tell me what is going on and yet they managed to surprise me.

To go along with that surprise I was informed to wake up in three hours because we had to be somewhere. Four hours later I was somewhere and more people showed up. There was a group of friends around me at six fifteen in the morning. I still couldn't believe my eyes. Could this be happening?

We went fishing! I really love fishing but this trip had to be memorable because remember nothing with this group is ordinary. To sum up our trip, the fishing was fun, the waves were huge and the sun was gone. Some slaughtered as many fish as possible while others reevaluated just how much they care about me or my stupid birthday. To end it our great adventure was to pull into port with the sun shining and no wave to be found.

To make a long story short the next 24 hours involved having a record amount of people at my house. Some may say that I hate people and it was a stressful weekend. I say, "yes I hate people," but there has been few times that I have ever felt so happy. If my Thirty's are as good as the way they started then bring it on and I'll wake up every day with everything to look forward to. To my friends that made such an effort and make an effort each day, thank you. It's a weekend that I will never forget.