Is that right?!?

Today is a momentous and historic day.

(well, whatever.)

1.) It’s Maundy Thursday.
2.) I’m leaving for Guatemala in exactly one week.
3.) I’m now 38 years old.

Yes, Feliz Cumpleaños to me! Thirty-eight, though? That can’t be right. I mean… I think I would have noticed thirty-eight years passing by.

Now, twenty-eight I could understand. That feels about right. There are certainly days when I feel mature enough … old enough … to claim all twenty-eight of my years.

But thirty-eight?!? That’s just plain wrong.

In the eternal words of fraud victims everywhere: “I demand a recount!”