Turning 41 means you are solidly in your fifth decade of life; there's no pretending you're not in your 40s. At least that's what I told Eli last week when his birthday rolled around!
This year we enjoyed a quiet celebration. Eli has never been one to appreciate attention on his birthday (says his birthday-loving wife with a sigh...). Since I created such a fuss over his 40th last year, I acquiesced to his desire to keep his birthday on the downlow this year. I tried my hand at making sweet and sour chicken for the first time ever (which turned out pretty good!), and we devoured scotcheroos for dessert. And that was it. Truly, it was a quiet birthday and Eli was very happy.
Fun fact: Eli double-majored in Physics and Philosophy. In fact, he actually was a triple major until his Math major was demoted to a minor because he needed to squeeze in space for pre-med requirements after he decided to pursue medicine. Eli is as nerdy as they come! Also, he likes Jurassic Park like every human being should, so this T-shirt is perfection.
This story of mine wouldn't exist without Eli in it. And it's a good story. I am deeply thankful.
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