My 25th birthday is this coming Sunday, July 2nd. That means that on July 3rd, I’ll be closer to 30 than 20…but I’m not here to muse on that right now. Instead I’d rather vent my excitement about one of my favorite days of the year.

I’ve always been a big birthday guy. I love birthdays. I’ve been having big birthday parties since I was a kid. The traditional play of events used to be that I would call my best friend about a month in advance to make sure his parents would let him come over for my birthday. All the other attendees were not as big of a deal.

The staple food for my birthday was pizza and ice-cream cake. Especially ice cream cake. I remember one year I wanted to branch out, so I didn’t have ice cream cake and it was a sore dissapointment. But that tradition faded out over time. I think I’ll have to revive it this year.

On Friday my good friend Josh and I are having a dual party (his birthday is also this weekend, on Friday). We’re inviting people over to my house for potluck BBQ and dessert. Then we’re all going to this summer’s inaguration of “Theatre in the Park.” Where you go and set up picnic and watch a movie followed by fireworks.

Next, on Saturday, Josh, his wife Sarah, Anna and I are going to Worlds of Fun for the first time.

Finally on Sunday the 2nd I get to hang out with Anna. We’re going to grill ourselves some steaks, bake some potatoes and then go out for ice cream.