Wow, What a Ride!

Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "WOW! What a Ride!" -- Author Unknown

It was indeed the party of a lifetime. While a few people I would have dearly loved to see couldn't make it, a whole bunch of wonderful people did. There was plenty of food, which was both tasty and healthful, enough to drink (including alcohol), cake, speeches and a general good time. It was... fabulous. I'm thrilled and humbled that so many wonderful folks cared enough to come and spend the evening (and well into the night for some) with me. And presents! Lots of wonderful presents! I've got enough DVDs to keep me busy watching them for at least a month, as well as gift cards for what I like to think of as "instant books" and even "instant clothes".

We talked, we played games (board and card games) and just generally had wonderful party fun. Various attempts to hook up to play Firefly were unsuccessful, but you can't have everything.

I trashed my jeans Saturday am, and had to scamper out for new ones. Which are, I'm happy to say, an entire size smaller. The South Beach induced appetite reduction is still in force, and I am hoping I'll keep losing weight. Certainly my BG continues to be golden -- fasting of 103, pre-meal of 95, post of 112. If only my knees (and my left leg) didn't hurt so much, things on the physical front would be rockin' too.

I'm tired but happy. I feel loved. What could be better?