at this point in my life, it's less eyeliner and more moisturizer

And that would be the last time I ever had skinny calves. Or skinny anything, really.

I just dropped off amezri at the airport a few hours ago (17 minutes to airport in perfect Labor Day traffic, ie, none) and now I'm just bumming around the house. I'm back on the laptop, the wireless has risen from the dead much like Lazarus, and I don't have much planned for the rest of my official birth day. Thank you to my cinnamon for the birthday wishes, I wish you could have been here with me too, but I'm not sure you would have enjoyed being in a car with a bunch of directionally challenged Asians (What do you get when you get a bunch of Asian girls in a car? A lot of swearing.)

I am of course sticking to the tradition of celebrating all month long, but it will be more subdued as befitting my creep toward becoming a Woman of A Certain Age. I don't know when the next time I'm going to post on this, so I'll wish every Virgo a happy birthday, and that everything on their checklist gets accomplished.

As for what we did for Birthdayfest 2007...

( my camera still's broken, but my heart isn't )