Had a great time celebrating. This was the only photo, somehow, and it was horribly blurry and off-center and showing my red-wine-stained lips and teeth. Oh well. So, fun last night, but today… not so much. All of our plans got cancelled so I could lay on the couch and moan. It was so worth it though. Dallas and I giggled all day long about fun things from last night, especially when Erin nudged him in the butt with her foot for making fun of her and Dallas lost his balance and went flying, Superman-style, into the yard, a fence and a tree. He had to have landed like 20 feet away and had hurdled a flowerbed. Then he just layed there laughing for like 5 minutes and couldn’t even get up. The important thing is that none of his gin was spilled even though he fell! See, 30 is great, it’s just like 21!