Yes, is it my birthday.  I’m trying to be happy about it.  Since I’m taking a little twitter and facebook hiatus, I didn’t post these updates this morning:

“Today is my birthday. I started it by not wanting to get out of bed and face the day. That’s probably not a good sign.”

“I swore I’d never be one of those people who freaked out about getting older.  I hope this is just some mourning/loss-related anxiety and it goes away soon.”

See?  No one likes a Debbie Downer on his birthday.  :)

Actually, I do feel better about some things.  I have great people in my life.  You’re one of them, of course.

As an example: I was planning on coming down to the Sommet Center tonight to skate on the Predator’s home ice, but I forgot my skates at home.  My parents and a good friend offered to bring my skates to me here at work and then go with me to Nashville to make sure I did get this little bit of special time in on my birthday.  How awesome are the people in my life?  I really shouldn’t complain at all.

Long story short:  I got my skates delivered to me, and we made the trip to the Sommet Center.  Now, I’m so glad we did.  It was an experience I will remember forever.  Viewing the arena from the ice while zipping around the rink on my old college hockey skates was simply amazing for me as a Predators fan.