Celebrated my 35th birthday in Las Vegas. Ate at Bouchon. Watched the Beatles. Walked down the strip and saw the sites and then some... only there for 2 days (if that) and that's all. Done. Home now and I'm glad I am... and, yup, I missed the babies terribly.
Oh and I saw a quarter of Led Zeppelin the other night... and, yup, that was unf*%$'in-believable. So, sure I heard Black Dog and it was way, way slowed down but, um, yup, I've heard it by the one and only Robert Plant.
Yep, it was a good birthday with a good man... thank you, Dave for holding my hand during our "first first class" flight and dealing with my need for shoe fashion in Las Vegas... I love you. We had a time and it ain't so bad... 35.