I have arrived in Greenville for a short visit with Mom - since we'll be in Boise during my actual birthday, she took the opportunity to celebrate a little early. While she scored major Mom points with the delish chocolate raspberry cake, as you can see here I am less pleased with the first encounter to date I've had with the phrase "THE BIG 3-OH!" where it actually applied to me.....to make myself feel somewhat better, I bought one PowerBall ticket (for some reason I had an actual dollar in my pocket). Winning $275 million would most likely make me forget about rapidly becoming an old man. Wish me luck!
Edit: I didn't even match one single number. This sucks.