29

Funny I don’t feel 29. Least I don’t think I do…

It’s my b-day as of two minutes ago…although technically it starts in 6 hours because of time zones…but then really technically it starts in 18 hours and 40 some minutes because I was born at 1:46 in the afternoon. I’m probably making this more complicated than it needs to be, right?

This birthday, my last year of my twenties, will be spent looow-key. So much excitement this past month has left my introverted-self particularly imbalanced. I’ve been studying straight for the past couple of days to get the rust out between my ears. I think I understand black body radiation. Now I’ve just got to explain it in German!

Site updates are in: I’ve loaded the last of the pics from the Provence. I know, I know that was last September’s news but if you want a summer recap, look at some pics of Gordes and Roussillon.

Finally, I’ve added pictures from the Ginnie Springs campout/reunion. They are mostly people photos, take a look here.

Read about my b-day…

All 29 years sitting on our new couch behind my boutiqueSo for my b-day I woke up at 8:00 am to Eva’s SMS message for a happy b-day. Took a shower, picked up some money and waited for delivery men to bring our new couch and mirror. Throughout the day, I received happy birthday wishes from Tierry, Max, Alex’s parents, & Martin. I wished a happy birthday to Tina because it was her b-day too. Alex arrived at the apartment with bags under both arms. He brought chocolate from Belgium (courtesy from Tierry), a custom-made boutique, and beautiful glass vase with a candle. We finally decided to dine at La Bouille, (I was in an indecisive mood). And enjoyed the evening together, getting lost (again) on the way to the restaurant. A lovely evening.

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