All of us only get one holiday a year that we can truly claim as our holiday. Of course I am referring to birthdays. My family makes a large deal out of birthdays. Let’s just say that if our birthdays were a coffee beverage from Starbucks the size would be venti every time. Venti or don’t even bother with the coffee! Go large or don’t go at all! Happy (insert your favorite cuss word here) birthday!

Yesterday my father turned the age of 64. My family and I went all out for Dad. Dad’s presents included new pajamas, a marvelous bracelet, a new Norah Jones Christmas album, a Newman (from the Seinfeld TV show) action figure and a glass of wine at the movie theater we frequented in St. Louis. Other people showed up for Dad on his birthday as well. He received birthday cards and many wishes of birthday…