Yesterday Andrew turned 30, FINALLY. I'm not sure what is more shocking to me--that he is still so freakin' young or that he has done so much in so little time. In all seriousness, I'm really proud of him and really grateful (and surprised) that he willingly stuck himself w/ an old lady like me. (Sadly, turning 30 is a distant memory for me).We celebrated in the evening with a night out at Tres Agaves... one of only two places in SF that serves queso (we went to the other one last year).
We celebrated during the day with a trip to the Discovery Museum (what EVERY 30 year old guy wants to do on his birthday) and cupcakes all around. Today we celebrated a little more with a trip to the beach. Happy Birthday Bug!
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