As of August third (this past Monday), I am now 28. This year's festivities were actually quite chill, perhaps the most they've ever been. First off, I did dinner at One Midtown Kitchen with my parents, J+R, and Candace. The next day with Candace at the High Museum was kinda unofficially part of my birthday weekend (we also had a picnic at Piedmont Park and saw Funny People that evening), but my real birthday celebration with Candace wasn't until Monday night when she took me out to Indian. Between those two days, my parents fixed dinner at home and had a small birthday cake for me. Other than this stuff, I didn't do anything with any friends, but plenty of people wished me a happy birthday on Facebook, which is always nice (a number of them also commented on my recently-displayed photo of my moustache!).
As far as presents are concerned, J+R gave me a gift certificate on Amazon, my parents gave me a hefty sum of money to help fund my upcoming trip to Europe, Candace gave me a couple shirts and the Iron Man DVD (which we finished watching today...so good), and Dave gave me a neat graphic novel about Freddie Mercury's influence on the everyday life of the author. The present from my parents was easily the most low-key I've ever gotten from them, as it's the first time they've given me something that is consumable (i.e. I can't keep going to Europe over and over with that money) instead of music equipment or other guy-toys (read: Magic Cards, CDs, DVDs, iPods, etc...).
In the end, I certainly felt loved and appreciated on my birthday, but it just wasn't that out of the ordinary for me (I mean, you can't always be in Europe or away at college every year...). Guess it's just part of getting older.
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