Hippo Birdie two ewe (err, me).

Yesterday was my 39th birthday.  For those of you who have been around for a while, you know that my life has been turned pretty upside down in the last year or so.  I have lost over 85 pounds, fallen in love, gotten engaged, and am in the process of moving in with my fiancee.

So, when faced with a too hot summer day looming, a house full of stuff to be packed/donated/pitched, what do I do?  Run for the hills.  That's right.  I declared that Wednesday July 13th, 2005 was Keith takes care of Keith day.  And a wonderful day it was:

6:30 AM - rise.  Nudge fiancee, who requires more sleep to tell her I am going out for coffee and the paper.  I head to the local coffee bar, which used to be an indy place, but has been bought by "Bearclaw Coffee".

7:30 AM - Two big cups of the house regular and the Detroit Free Press occupy my time.  I complete the crossword puzzle (in ink, of course), and head back to my new place.

7:45 AM - wake fiance up and see if she want to go out for breakfast.

9:05 AM - head for said breakfast.  Bagel and cream cheese with marmalade.  Sausage.  Cinnamon Roll.  There are no calories on your birthday.

9:42 AM - leave Dexter for Adrian.  I have an appointment...

for the Spa.

11:00 AM - Spa.  Manicure and Pedicure.  First time for the pedi.  Let's not even go into the whole "girly" issue.  Anytime a pretty woman wants to rub your hands and feet and be nice to you, you do it.  Get over it.  Well worth the cost, if only for the massaged appendages alone.

12:15 PM - Out for lunch with friends.  Panzanella.  A salmon club and homemade chips.  Sometimes there is just the right amount of Wang in the Chung.

2:00 PM - Massage parlor...er studio.  A one hour massage turns me into a slightly slippery, but nonetheless wonderfully relaxed person.

3:30 PM - Get a little work done at the house.  Pack car with a load of boxes to take back to Dexter.

6:00 PM - Dinner at the pub with friends.  Cards and gifts (a very cool Bunsen and Beaker t-shirt), and Susan brought homemade chocolate chip-oatmeal-pecan cookies.  Much laughter, and good company with close friends.

8:10 PM - leave pub.  Arrive back to Dexter @ 9:00.

9:15 PM - private celebration with fiance.

Life is really, really, REALLY good.  I would not trade who I am and where I am and how old I am now with anyone in the whole wide world.