Beautiful birthday.

It was hideously nice today, probably 82°F. I went to the gym where Tina (the actual brains behind the gym) had made me a CD of “oldies” which are from when I was young so I deny the songs are old at all. Nathan, The Head Honcho, had joked earlier in the week that I should bring in my box of birthday candy and share it. I certainly don’t eat that much candy in general, so I did just that. Dana the Trainer said, “What are you thinking, bringing candy to a gym?” I suppose I should have taken it all to a dentist’s office instead.

After I got home I mowed the lawn. I could hear lawn mowers running all over the neighborhood, but I ran out of gasoline and had to use manual methods. Good thing we have two push mowers as well as a gas mower. In any case, none of this was good for my hay fever. I decided to try a Benadryl and I was surprised it didn’t make me sleepy. Until later, when I passed out watching the Masters.

I went out to dinner with my mom, sister, and brother-in-law, and my brother-in-law’s friend Dave. I guess it’s actually his buddy’s dad. We went to the Berlin Inn, a German restaurant I’ve sent people to in the past, but I’d never actually made it until tonight. It was great!

Oh, and I didn’t really expect anything from my sister, but she and my mom got me a Nike Sumo driver! I may have to go to Golfsmith to ask them if I should swap it for the big square one that’s supposed to be easier to hit, but what a great present! Now to get some wedges…