Today is my 28th and a half birthday.

I am generally not the kind of person who counts halves.  Sure when I was little it was really important for me to be 5 &amp; 1/2 or 6 &amp; 1/2 years old but these days time passes so quickly I don't see the point.  I mean it's only six months. But at some point this week I realized that my half birthday was coming up.

It's been pretty uneventful.  And frankly, that's okay with me. I've had a busy week.

I was struck by the fact that to be 28 &amp; 1/2 means that you're 28 years old.  As funny as it may sound, I don't think I really got that I was 28 until today. And when I finally got it, I realized that I've only got six months left until I am 29 (how'd that happen!?).  Then at one point, I wasn't even sure that I had done the math correctly.  What if I was only 27 &amp; 1/2? Also, how is it possible that I am not even sure of my age?

Well, I did the math in my head and don't worry: I was right the first time.

So that's that for today.