Birthday Campout At The Farm

I turned a half-century old and my only birthday wish was to not celebrate that in the slightest way (introvert much). I spent the day working (for my real job) at the farm, eating a steak for lunch, watching the sunset by a campfire, having dinner at our favorite pizza spot in Dickson, and then having our first overnight campout at the farm. Probably not how most might celebrate a birthday but it seemed excellent to me.