Betty White and I have something in common

It's not our glowing complexions, our love for TV game shows, or our semi-regular guest shots on Mama's Family. Today, Betty and I are celebrating birthdays (one of us is 90, the other is a youngish 49). I've always loved me some Betty White, even before I knew we shared a birthday bond. I like to think that we're both almost always kind, have a soft spot in our hearts for animals, and are really good at Password.

But of course, Betty and I aren't the only one whooping it up today. Also celebrating birthdays are Muhammad Ali, Jim Carrey, Kid Rock, James Earl Jones, Michelle Obama, Zooey Deschanel, Susanna Hoffs, Maury Povich, and Vidal Sassoon.

Had a great start to my birthday. We woke up early (5:30 am) and Peter gave me a nice card and a new shirt from Patagonia that we'll be taking on our "Great Vacation Adventure of 2012" (details coming soon). Then we hustled to get out the door so we wouldn't be late for 6:30 am yoga class at the Boston Sports Club. A great workout - but ay yi yi -- did i mention the puddles of sweat on my mat? You'd think that I spent the weekend eating and drinking with family and friends (hahahahahaha). I was happy to pretty much score a yoga position I thought was impossible, a low crouch with one leg extended behind me and the other leg balanced on my right arm. It was kind of like the pose in this picture, except that:

1. I'm a guy 
2. I didn't do it on a log at the beach 
3. I wouldn't be caught dead in that (color of) unitard

After that, it was a low-key birthday. Went to work, met a fellow here in South Boston who's going to help us prepare our taxes this year, took Otis for a quick walk around the block in the rain, and then settled in to watch the Golden Globe Awards from Sunday night which I thought were pretty boring and waaaaaay too long. The highlight of the evening was a hazelnut pastry from Flour Bakery that Peter surprised me with - delicious, creamy, and sweet. That's not how I'm going to lose a few pounds, but hell -- I'm sure Betty White would have done the same thing.