A Prime Birthday
So, Saturday I turned 43. My last prime birthday was 37, so this was numerically significant. I had a terrific day, Connie got our friends Dinesh and Vineeta to watch Natalie and Kai, while we watched the "Watchmen". Later, we had some great food (Indian, of course!) and cake at Dinesh and Vineeta's place and headed home after. The movie was very true to the terrific comic book by Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons. I enjoyed it thoroughly and really appreciated Connie hanging with it through the really gross parts... really gross. See it in a big theatre if you can. We hardly ever go out to the movies, with the little kids factor and the no-job factor. Here are some pictures from the day -

Connie, fixing my cake, and Kai turning on the early morning charm...He was watching a cartoon with me, so this was an amazing amount of focus to summon. Natalie having some breakfast and being just generally amazing. The girl is wise and cool beyond her years sometimes, but frequently bursts into tears over the injustice of it all.
There isn't really a good one of me. That's OK. It was a good birthday.
I tend to be very reflective and introverted on birthdays, same at New Year's Day. I am not sure why. Maybe it has something vaguely to do with being born during Lent, though we were not very religious growing up, and almost all my siblings are Jewish, though some went to catholic schools back in Texas when I was a baby. I think Lent is one of the few spiritual rituals of constructive value in the whole Judeo-Christian tradition. A time to think about doing with less? A time to peel back the onion layers of "personality"and get back to a truer self? A time to find core values? Revolutionary stuff, amazing it wasn't snuffed out a long time ago. So, like it or not, I am a Lenten soul. It fits rather well with the whole Hamlet thing. This period of unemployment has been a really long "Lenten" journey into myself. Not always enchanted with what I find, but I am always finding something. Interview day after tomorrow, I hope I can present the right balance of information, feeling, and insight to make the sale. I am ready for this particular Lent to be over.

Connie, fixing my cake, and Kai turning on the early morning charm...He was watching a cartoon with me, so this was an amazing amount of focus to summon. Natalie having some breakfast and being just generally amazing. The girl is wise and cool beyond her years sometimes, but frequently bursts into tears over the injustice of it all.
There isn't really a good one of me. That's OK. It was a good birthday.I tend to be very reflective and introverted on birthdays, same at New Year's Day. I am not sure why. Maybe it has something vaguely to do with being born during Lent, though we were not very religious growing up, and almost all my siblings are Jewish, though some went to catholic schools back in Texas when I was a baby. I think Lent is one of the few spiritual rituals of constructive value in the whole Judeo-Christian tradition. A time to think about doing with less? A time to peel back the onion layers of "personality"and get back to a truer self? A time to find core values? Revolutionary stuff, amazing it wasn't snuffed out a long time ago. So, like it or not, I am a Lenten soul. It fits rather well with the whole Hamlet thing. This period of unemployment has been a really long "Lenten" journey into myself. Not always enchanted with what I find, but I am always finding something. Interview day after tomorrow, I hope I can present the right balance of information, feeling, and insight to make the sale. I am ready for this particular Lent to be over.

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belated happy birthday; your kids are adorable.
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