I don’t really like mentioning my birthday on the blog because if feels manipulative. That said, it’s my birthday! Don’t worry, though, it’s a inconsequential birthday: my thirty-ninth. Only of note for being the one before the next one. Anyway, I got the best present from my sister, which I wanted to show you cos it’s awesome. A baseball card. A signed baseball card. A signed Craig Robinson baseball card. Yay!
Obviously, I enjoy that I have the same name as a former baseball player. But it really did make me very happy opening the envelope and finding the card inside; one of those moments where it was all the more surprising because I totally wasn’t expecting it. Time for a birthday cup of coffee, I think.