I think I must be getting old because I’ve been spurning coffee cake and muffins in the morning at this conference and have been choosing oatmeal, yogurt and fresh fruit instead. I’ve been eating all my vegetables first and have been defaulting to non-meat items. I’ve also been pooping about four times a day. Oh, and I was asleep  by 10:30 last night. I guess the real question is, am I getting old or am I getting lame(r)?

It is done. I bought a gas powered string cutter tonight. I’ll try not to cut off any toes. I guess I shouldn’t test it out inside either.

KT and I had a lot of fun out yesterday as detailed on her blog, so today I decided to make up for it by spending a couple hours in the yard on one of the hottest days we’ve had thus far. We had some patches of untamed prairie that I had to reign in and a weedwacker that hates me. KT says I can get a new one… Any suggestions? I know nothing beyand the fact that I want a gas powered model. I guess it could just be cordless too, but I’m wary of rechargable trimmers. I would be an unhappy camper if it pooped out on me halfway through a job.

I’ve been thirty for about eleven months now and today my lovely wife will join me for a brief month of aged sameness. I’d like to thank Sarah for birthing a woman that I love more than anything else ever, though she was obviously born a baby, but she’d reached a high level of awesomeness by 20 which is when we got back together and now ten years later I’m totally enamored, infatuated and otherwise smitten by this lady that I married.

Picture of the beauty with some kid we found in the street

I may or may not have mentioned here that the beauty and I first dated when she was 14 years old. That is now more than half of her life span behind us. Which is weird to think about and also freaks me out a little because isn’t 14 a little young to be dating? Apparently fate decided that we had some growing to do so it sent her away to New Mexico and we did other stuff until I refound her six years later and then I was no longer adrift.

This is not an anniversary post though, this is a happy birthday post so really this should be about the beauty. Things the beauty likes: Pretty shoes, Hawaii, Concerts, Snuggling and Kittens. Things the beauty dislikes: Spiders, Inconsiderate People, Beef, and Disturbing Toenails. The beauty sometimes really likes to get away from those kids that we found in the street to see movies and have dinner. She is a nice date too so I like to do those things with her. She also likes going to museums and art galleries and those are things we have not done very much of since the children moved in. The children are very cute though, and the boy pictured above has some shining moments that make the beauty not miss those things too much. In between the shining moments she misses those things very much. Not to worry beauty, we will be doing all of things in copious amounts soon enough.

The beauty is difficult to buy for because she is very smart and financially intelligent and thus does a good job of obfuscating potential presents from me. I persevere though and hopefully sometime in the next six months we’ll be sailing the caribbean on a giant boat with lots of food. Please note we are now taking applications for child watchers during this time.

Above all, I want to wish the beauty a happy birthday, and I hope you can be even a fraction of how happy you make me, as that would be very happy indeed. And one more thing, Beauty, thirty doesn’t mean that our adventures need to end because we are growing up. It means that we are now seasoned adventurers ready to take on greater wonders.