i'm 30, and have been for exactly one day!
i love it.
24 hours ago i rang it in with a banana split and dessert wine and an episode of "desperate housewives" with hugh by my side. it was trashy and indulgent and perfect.
all in all i had a crummy and fantastic day all at once. it was raining buckets when i woke up and had to bike to work... no one should have to work on their birthday, much less on their 30th!
the first customer who came in was the owner of the irish pub next door, and i complained to him as i poured him coffee. he came back with flowers and a chocolate mini cake with one candle! and i really don't even think this was a flirtatious gesture, but more like a "i feel for you" generous thing. he's a man who drinks milk with lunch and is very wholesome.
THEN my boyfriend... fiancee... love of my life came in with another little chocolate cake. somebody likes chocolate!
so after eating a greasy perfect lunch of a fried fish sandwhich and french fries and a coca cola, not diet... (the rail thin german cook who i get advice on healthy eating--cider vinegar in the morning people-- scolded me for this meal, but hey, i made it 30 years!!!) my co-worker and his girlfriend and i hummed and i made a wish and ate all the chocolate.
so i realize i'm giving you a play by play of my day, but i'm allowed because it's my birthday still... almost not.
after work i went to an awful matinee by myself: "derailed", don't see it unless you want to go to a dark place with jennifer aniston. and then to the MOMA to see the chuck close and kiki smith exhibit. i love kiki. i bought her book that i cannot wait to read... look her up.
then out to a wonderful dinner with friends kate and sean of red wine and halibut and apple tart and conversation and pure being in love and loved and lucky and grateful. thank you for all the kind blog/email/phone messages xoxoxox
30 rocks my socks! i think i'm on a sugar high. i sound like i'm 8 not 30! good night:)