Where would I be without my friends on my own birthday? I probably be grumpy and alone and eating my dying asparagus. Birthdays do not have to be elaborate or showy. All you need are friends (and a boss) to surprise you with a container of breakfast items from an Amish Market. Then your boss goes out to buy you a Doctor Who mug, yeh! Then followed by an impromptu burger and fries eatin, beer drinkin and conversations filled with laughin. And it wouldn't be a proper birthday without gettin some ice cream while huntin down Harry Potter because he's shooting a movie in the neighborhood.
Things like these make me grateful for what I have and where I am at now.
