So I am told, mine was yesterday. It's been a funny one and I guess a particularly good one.
I saw one of the greats Winton Marsalis, he was celebrating his 50th, my 30th.
We had a fancy bottle of champagne and dinner with two couples I share deep a admiration for.
The shop dogs wore bows:
...and I received some perfectly appropriate gifts.
a dream catcher:
art:
balloons:
and a very fancy 2 year subscrpition to this periodical:
In the midst of all this excitement I took a decorative arts midterm which haunted me with the latin phrase "Ars Longa, Vita Brevis"
Art is Long, Life is Short.
Distractedly made terrible date mistakes on the exam, upset with myself I blew off steam by running my fastest 6 miles in my goal of 13.
I felt much better and stronger.
Drop-front Secretary (Secrétaire à Abattant or secrétaire en armoire) Guillaume Benneman Dilder
And finished off the final hours of my first day of 30 with this diddy of a flick.
Thanks to my friends for all the warm wishes and positive sentiments.