closing time.

In thirteen minutes, the door will close on 35 and 36 will begin.

The celebration began Saturday evening and included: dinner with Kathy, dancing, and quite possibly, my best plank thus far.
Festivities continued today with Barb and a trip to Ikea involving both tears and laughter.
The latter may or may not have been precipitated by Ellen's Dance Dare in aisle 2.  And in the As-Is section.  And in the checkout lane.

My weekend concluded with some solitude accompanied by Swedish coffee, lemony gingersnaps, and a movie, Away We Go.

Fun was had.

God Bless the Swedes.

I have great friends.

Plank.

Thirteen minutes have now passed.

Time to go out to the places I will be from.

I am now,

36.

(if you thought my plank was impressive, check this out...my new role model.)