Birthday Coalescence (is that a word?)

Today is my wife’s birthday. It coincides with the umpteenth World Tour of Wines, so instead of celebrating by going out to a nice dinner at a nice restaurant, we’re going to join eight friends at Coronado Center to experience the food and wine of the California Sierra Foothills. We’ll celebrate on our own, someplace nice, in the days ahead. Birthdays have grown less occasions for celebration in the past forty years or so. I guess that’s what happens when time and age coalesce.