Last night of my fourth decade!

Me (the baby), my sister and brother.

Tonight is the last night of my fourth decade in this world and I feel a little bluesy. It is a feeling that has pursued me of late and I am unsure what to make of it.

I had a very fun week-end at HippyChick's party with the Kid on Saturday, and shopping on Sunday. I bought a new entertainment center for the house and we spent many hours last night, till two AM, and many more today to put it together and for the hubby to plug all the electronics back together. It looks good. I also spent a lot of time organizing our CD collections. We get a ton of Jazz CD because the Hubby is also a DJ for a local Public Station and is given tons of CDs that the station does not want anymore or has in double. Many of what we have we never even heard, so it was quite the project, but I am glad I did it. I wanted to organize these for a long time. It also makes me realize that outside of Jazz, we don't have much! I guess I need to download more or go back to the music store.

We went to dinner to this very chick restaurant here in town. It was very nice. I had duck and the Hubby had a bouillabaise. It was much nicer than I expected and not as expensive. We had a salad that was exquisite with pecans and pomegrenates, mmm, good. Then after fulfilling my obligation to a professional organization, I write a small blurb for our local unit in the state's newspaper, I went for a walk in the neighborhood. It was lovely. I only saw one car. Everything was quiet. I could ear the roar of the ocean, the mournful cry of the fog horn, and enjoy the start and the half moon, smiling at me. I saw the Pleiades, Cassiopea, and what I believe to be Mars, very close to the Pleiades. Any astronomers out there who care to rectify my potential faux-pas? The moon, as it is getting ready to set, becomes very red these days as there are many fires in southern california. Last night as we were driving back home, we saw it turn a pinkinsh red as it sank in the fog bank. It was beautiful.

Well the reason that I have felt very bluesy these days is that I have not heard from a friend I made during my trip this summer. I have friends in many parts of the world and I even though we do not meet often, we keep in contact through mail and e-mail. I am sad that what I thought would be another good friendship may turn out not to be so. I love people, and I love getting to know new folks and deepenning friendships over the years, even when folks are far away. So I have been dissapointed at this turn of event. Maybe I should just be content with the fun times that we shared. After all they were very worthwhile, filled with good time, sharing of each of our human experiences and dreams. That in itself is worth a lot.

Oh yeah, almost forgot, I spoke to the Sister tonight. She is still so wrapped up in her anger at her husband. We almost had a conversation without him being mentioned, but then I did receive my dose of how he slighted her, and how much money he has and how that was supposed to be her money, etc, etc,etc. Five years of that! AAGGHH! At least, we had half of a decent conversation. She has moved to the country and really enjoys that new home, her neighbors and all of that. So that is good. I think she is recovering, slowly! Maybe I will get my actual sister sometime in the future.

Twelve more minutes 'till I'm fifty, Fifty Years Old! Better get ready to Kick, Stretch, and KICK!