Yum, Cake
Oh happy day.... I just got back from my first 50th birthday party. No, it wasn't mine... Justin's stepdad threw his mom a surprise party at the Seattle Yacht Club this evening, just down the street from Justin's apartment. We went and schmoozed with the adults and played yuppie Jrs. for a while [a little too well, methinks]. It was nice to talk to some grownups (and be loose enough to do so after a few glasses of wine) who were secure with their position in life and relatively contented individuals. It just struck me how different talking to them was than talking to my similarly aged friends who are so uncertain of their place in the world and unsure of themselves. You have to love yourselves. It's the only way to get by.

This afternoon, Justin and I walked the Pike Place Market, the first time I've been there while it was open in a few years. Seattle is a great city and a wonderful place to live. Looking out at the ocean makes me so nostalgic... it's been a long while since I've taken a ferry anywhere and just let the water and the wind carry me free...

Tomorrow I'm going back to Oregon in the morning. A short weekend but oh well. Greyhound is always interesting.... I'll write more on that later. Out for now.

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But first, a little social blogging....

*Twitch, sounds like you should listen to Long December by Counting Crows... it's about the mood I was in last month. You've got to get over this girl. She's not worth your time any more... If memories are all you have, let them bless you with their happiness but not be your sole sustenance. Don't serve to let them be the premise on which your future is based, either. You are you, you are alive, regardless of how you feel. Live the now.

*And to a certain other couple I know... Not that I have the authority to suggest this, but, come on, don't you think it's time you admitted it to the world? Your weblogs are practically screaming it for you. ;) Far be it for me to downplay the romance of conspiracy, though. *grins*