Today is my birthday. On the first day of my life, I did nothing. I peered around at the folks who brought me into this world, and went to sleep. With the exception of nursing, a change of diapers, and most likely people cooing and making comments about my birth I simply slept all day. For the past eight years, it has been a practice of mine to sleep as long as I can on my birthday and do nothing. If I get up, I will start to piddle around the house, vacuum, work on a file or something that does not celebrate life. I love the birthday wishes, the gifts, and special moments I spend with friends and family. Yesterday, one of my friends treated me to the Renaissance Faire here in the Bay Area. I have one rule, on my birthday, don't call me. I am sleeping in. This is how I celebrate my life, this is what I want to do today.