Well, today was my birthday (and to you would-be identity thieves who are reading this blog collecting personal data, my mother's maiden name is Melville and my first pet was named Twig). I woke up this morning to Arianna rubbing my face so she could sing Happy Birthday to me. Then I got the greatest birthday present ever: my wife and family all pooled together to buy me an afternoon flying a helicoptor! A real one, not a radio-controlled one. Complete with pilot/trainer and slim chance of crashing to my death. It's gonna be awesome! Do I have a fantastic wife or what?
Speaking of which, Melina has been working on a novella of a blog post to compensate for the previous four months. So that should be forthcoming, if not here then at your local Barnes and Noble. Plan on blocking out an afternoon of reading about our summer...
Here's a picture for all you who need some visual stimuli.
October 7, 2010 at 8:57 AM
Woah!! That's the coolest birthday present EVER! Good call, Melina! Can't wait to hear about it... pictures please :)