I probably don't have to tell you that The Pastor and I have vastly different opinions on a fun way to spend your Birthday. I'd rather sleep in late, get a latte and a pedicure, and top it off with dinner at someplace special. The Pastor would rather get up at the crack of dawn, spend the day on the boat with stinky bait and fish, and go to the truckstop for a burger. Go figure. Today, he got his wish. The perfect birthday...I guess.
Oh well, as long as he's happy.