Many Happy Returns

That's what they say here to wish you a Happy Birthday. And they shake your hand. It's somewhat awkward to be repeatedly interrupted at your desk by coworkers who want you to stand up and shake their hands throughout the day. But very sweet. They also make you bring treats for everyone, like when you were in grade school and brought Little Debbies in for your class. I distributed Kit-Kat, Twix, and Snickers bars. People seemed into that. They "gifted" me with a homemade card (courtesy of Viny), some glamourous jewelry, and a new sari. They also made me give a speech, because whenever anything happens in the office, multiple speeches must be made. I gave a good one, and got all fahklempt, which they loved. The more emotional and grandiose, the better the speech. So that was my birthday. Over the weekend, I also went to the fish spa, where little creepy fish nibbled on my toes, tried Bengali food for the first time (really good), and lounged around my favorite local resort pool. Next weekend is the CEO of my company's wedding, which promises to be a lavish affair. Then 60 hour workweeks until I come home. God, I can't wait!!