Okay Grandma – its your birthday. Time to admit what Ive been telling you for years. O-L-D. Ancient. Grab your cane and take it to the porch – your rocking chair is ready.

I hope today treats you well, and that 24 is better than any of the years preceding it. Youve got some good stuff on the menu already this year, right? I know theres a trip out this way in your future, anyway.

Have a good SuperBowl party this weekend – well have one too, and Ill make everyone have a beer in honor of your advancing age. Everybody – if youre in NYC, go buy Katie a drink!