Last night we celebrated my 40th birthday with family and friends. Before you concoct an inaccurate visual, this was not a Trivial Pursuit slash cheese and crackers party. I might be forty but I ain’t old. No, this was a rattle the foundation affair chock full of madness and not a little mayhem.  Oh no, the mayhem was not small in either quality or quantity.  The mayhem was embarrassingly captured on whatever you say instead of saying ‘film’

Photographs were distributed via email and I can tell you that several party guests woke to find themselves forever remembered in half naked poses.  Oh dear.  Not me, though.  I would never.

Well, I would but on this occasion, I did not.

I have to tell you, just between us, this forty business is working out far better than I thought it would. I couldn’t explain it no matter how many hours you gave me to try, but I’m liking this.  It wouldn’t be inaccurate to say that U feel liberated and excited about the future and I wasn’t even in the market for liberation so how good is that?  

Oh man, I was all set to share a photo from the evening but it won’t upload. Sucks!  Whatever. Your loss. 

(Tommy, I can’t upload photos. How come that?)