Next Tuesday (the 26th) I turn 30, and because Nena is so wonderful, she’s respected my wishes and hasn’t planned some huge bash. That’s just not my style on my birthday. Instead, she’s planned a trip somewhere for the weekend…just the two of us, which is something we don’t do often enough. But, she won’t tell me where we’re going. All she’s told me is that we can’t be out too late Friday night at happy hour with friends (also for my birthday) because we need to be up at 7 a.m. to drive to the airport. On my birthday…