The place was mobbed. I wonder how many more will attend when there are actually, you know, flowers! Leaves on the trees! Anyway, it was a nice day to be out, not warm but not too windy, and I was glad I went there instead of the dreary gym with its incessant loud rap music and guys whose necks are bigger than their heads groaning as they drop heavy weights. I didn't want to be there, so I didn't go! Tomorrow I will.
I got some nice cards and phone calls from all the relevant relatives. I also got a phone call from an old friend who moved to Florida recently. It was good to be in touch with her. I bought a box of malted milk balls and ate it all; truthfully, I felt a little sick but I persisted. If you can't stuff your face on your birthday, when can you?
Best of all, I got several happy birthday wishes on Facebook, including one from my 17-year-old niece. And a friend dropped by with sunflowers!