I've had a lovely birthday. Sorry I didn't share it with you, but I was feeling largely selfish.
It hasn't been wowingly (is that word?) impressive, but it was really just what I wanted. Which was: to be mildly antisocial and NOT work on Amazons and Their Men for the entire day.
Yes, I worked on Caligula, but I got a spiffy cool set design out of the deal. A nice treat considering I wasn't expecting him to have such a well formed idea that meshed eerily with my own right images right out of the gate. Kinda creepy, but very pleasing.
I got a bike ride, got a little knitting done, saw Bad Jazz and ate only appetizers (Jasmine 26 AND Namaste-- yay for anise chai!) Finally we wandered around Cheapo because we haven't done it in ages, and bought a cd (Lyle Lovett and his Large Band, if you must ask, and I will take no guff about it).
And I got a package from John's mommy, and from what I can tell, she might think we drink too much coffee (the mommy is correct).
The gift I got from my family? Being left out of the current familial mess until tomorrow. Deal.
ETA: apparently the day after my birthday makes John ill.
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Now playing:
Lyle Lovett & His Large Band - Tickle Toe