Another Trip Around The Sun

So, here’s a funny thing about this website. I’ve been keeping it updated in some form or another since December of 2004… I’m getting dangerously close to having an entire decade of my life– including two long-term relationships, three houses, and something like 500 projects– immortalized on the Internet. But in nine years of blogging, I’m pretty sure I’ve only mentioned my birthday, like, twice.

The last time was four years ago. And I probably wouldn’t have mentioned it this year either, if my mom hadn’t done this…


Yep. That happened.

Oh, and don’t start feeling bad for the chickens, they got in on the fun too.


The cat, however, ran and hid once we broke the party-hats out.

It was a fun way to kick off the birthday week. And, honestly, I don’t have any problem with birthdays, I just feel like if people are going to make a big deal out of me, I’d rather it’s because I built something awesome, not because I’m getting old and decrepit. I know, I know, everyone over 35 is like, “Old and decrepit? WAIT TIL YOUR MY AGE.” To which I’ll respond, “WAIT UNTIL YOU SHOVEL 3000 POUNDS OF TOPSOIL BY HAND, then let’s talk.”

As a birthday present to myself, I’ve been shoveling for three days straight. Rain or shine. The good news is the vegetable garden is starting to take shape, even if it’s taking much longer than I anticipated.


I’ll do a much longer post on the garden progress later, but suffice it to say, I’ve got enough things to keep me busy over the next few days.


Also, lovely people of the internet, I closed the comments on this particular post because I know everyone will want to wish me a Happy Birthday (Thank you!) and then I’ll feel obligated to respond and I’ll literally spend the whole day on the computer trying to manage the emails and comments. And I’d rather be getting donkey hugs.


No offense of course, but this makes it easier all around. I know you all wish me well, and you know I’m super grateful for it. Now we can all go back to building things!

I'm not interested in a mediocre life. I'm here to kick ass or die.