What a great day. I woke up to the sound of rain falling and Hugh in monkey pajamas singing Happy Birthday. Tasha said, “Happy Birthday, old girl” (grrr). Mom and dad were downstairs with Starbucks coffee, eager to help get Hugh dressed and off to summer camp.

Facebook did its birthday thing, exploding like friendly fireworks. For all its issues and annoyances, Facebook is a nice place to hang out on your birthday.

I heard from old friends that made me smile with nostalgia and new friends I met just this year.

Tonight, we celebrated with friends at my favorite cocktail bar, The Belmont. And tomorrow, we head to Paris.

Hello, 40. I am so pleased to meet you.