Well today is the big day. Once a year it rolls around whether I like it or not and I officially grow another year wiser and hopefully richer. My birth date happened 31 years ago at 6:52 a.m. It was probably the happiest day of my life - just kidding.

Seriously though, it is pretty cool to be alive. I don’t look at birthdays as a cause for concern with respect to getting older. If anything I still look like I did when I first got married almost six years ago - so I can’t complain. Sure maybe my hair is a little thinner these days, but it’s only hair. I still have my good looks and my charming personality - again I am kidding, kinda.

At this point in my life, I have to say I am richer than I ever was before. I have a beautiful, intelligent, loving wife. I have a terrific son, and I have lots of friends and family that care about me. What could be better?

So do I have any birthday wishes? Well maybe one or two - of course I will never tell. A hint is that they involve my family and friends, and maybe a certain English Premier League Football team with the initials M.U.F.C. Go United!

Resist. Multiply. Eat some cake!