In the midst of all the wedding hullabaloo (literally, right before another Tanner cousin’s reception), we fit in a celebration for Troy’s birthday. It’s getting scary how close to thirty we are getting. At least I have one year of youth on Troy. I felt bad that we didn’t do anything ultra exciting other than going out for dinner to celebrate Troy’s advance in age. However, when I asked Troy if he cared that birthdays are just not all that exciting anymore, he responded, “Birthdays are just a reminder that I’m one step closer to the grave.” And there you have it.
We had a delightful dinner with some of our favorite people.