I wasn't sure what to think about turning 44 because that sounds awfully serious and old. But, when I walked into my office Tuesday morning, all hopes of me being expected to be serious or straight laced evaporated.
After work we had been wanting to try out a local Chinese place that feature Chinese and Thai on one side and Japanese on the other. It's got a super kitschy traditional Chinese decor going, tons of gilding and dragons which was epic. We asked if they had any fun drinks, they suggested a Shirley Temple.
Turns out they don't have a liquor license.
The takeaway from the day, I don't mind being 44. In a lot of ways, I kind of wish I could just stick here. It's pretty nice.