It’s interesting how different you view age as you get older. I remember as a kid I always tried to fudge a little making people think I was a little older than I really was. Most of this revolved around the fact that kids are never included in the cool stuff. You are always told that you will understand when you get a little older. Society puts up a barrier to the young. You have to be a certain age before you can play Little League, you can’t gain entrance to certain movies until you are at least a certain age, and don’t even try to gamble or purchase alcohol without proof that you have met a minimum age. But as we get older the trend begins to reverse. Trina is a prime example. She has been 28 years old for like 10 years or something. [Please note this is an exaggeration and in no way indicative of Trina’s real age. She doesn’t look a day over 22 in the right light and I would never suggest that she ever fibs on her real age. I have no idea how old she is nor will I ever admit to questioning the accuracy of the number she provides.] Not only does the passage of time somehow get lost as we age, so do our birthdays. I don’t know how many times I have been told that after a certain age birthdays are no longer celebrated. I always thought this was the domain of the female of the species but I learned otherwise today at the ballpark.